再别康桥原文和英文翻译

　　再别康桥原文

　　轻轻的我走了，

　　正如我轻轻的来；

　　我轻轻的招手，

　　作别西天的`云彩。

　　那河畔的金柳，

　　是夕阳中的新娘；

　　波光里的艳影，

　　在我的心头荡漾。

　　软泥上的青荇，

　　油油的在水底招摇；

　　在康河的柔波里，

　　我甘心做一条水草！

　　那榆荫下的一潭，

　　不是清泉，

　　是天上虹；

　　揉碎在浮藻间，

　　沉淀着彩虹似的梦。

　　寻梦？撑一支长篙，

　　向青草更青处漫溯；

　　满载一船星辉，

　　在星辉斑斓里放歌。

　　但我不能放歌，

　　悄悄是别离的笙箫；

　　夏虫也为我沉默，

　　沉默是今晚的康桥！

　　悄悄的我走了，

　　正如我悄悄的来；

　　我挥一挥衣袖，

　　不带走一片云彩。

　　再别康桥原文翻译对照,译文注释

　　译诗1：

　　Very quietly I take my leave

　　As quietly as I came here;

　　Quietly I wave good-bye

　　To the rosy clouds in the western sky.

　　The golden willows by the riverside

　　Are young brides in the setting sun;

　　Their reflections on the shimmering waves

　　Always linger in the depth of my heart.

　　The floating heart growing the sludge

　　Sways leisurely under the water;

　　In the gentle waves of Cambridge

　　I would be a water plant!

　　That pool under the shade of elm trees

　　Holds not water but the rainbow from the sky;

　　Shattered to pieces among the duck weeds

　　Is the sediment of a rainbow-like dream?

　　To seek a dream?

　　Just to pole a boat upstream

　　To where the green grass is more verdant

　　Or to have the boat fully loaded with starlight

　　And sing aloud in the splendor of starlight.

　　But I can’t sing aloud

　　Quietness is my farewell music;

　　Even summer insects heap silence for me

　　Silent is Cambridge tonight!

　　Very quietly I left

　　As quietly as I came here;

　　Gently I flick my sleeves

　　Not even a wisp of cloud will I bring away

　　译诗2：

　　Goodbye Again, Cambridge!

　　I leave softly, gently,

　　Exactly as I came.

　　I wave to the western sky,

　　Telling it goodbye softly, gently.

　　The golden willow at the river edge

　　Is the setting sun‘s bride.

　　Her quivering reflection

　　Stays fixed in my mind.

　　Green grass on the bank

　　Dances on a watery floor

　　In bright reflection.

　　I wish myself a bit of waterweed

　　Vibrating to the ripple.

　　Of the River Cam.

　　That creek in the shade of the great elms

　　Is not a creek but a shattered rainbow,

　　Printed on the water

　　And inlaid with duckweed,

　　It is my lost dream.

　　Hunting a dream?

　　Wielding a long punting pole

　　I get my boat into green water,

　　Into still greener grass.

　　In a flood of starlight

　　On a river of silver and diamond

　　I sing to my heart‘s content.

　　But now, no, I cannot sing

　　With farewell in my heart.

　　Farewells must be quiet, mute,

　　Even the summer insects are silent,

　　Knowing I am leaving.

　　The Cambridge night is soundless.

　　I leave quietly

　　As I came quietly.

　　I am leaving

　　Without taking so much

　　As a piece of cloud.

　　But with a quick jerk of my sleave

　　I wave goodbye.