Guo Moruo, poems by Byron, Heine and Pushkin (one poem each)

Guo Moruo's "Curse of the Sparrow" April 21, 1958

If the sparrow is angry with the official, you will not care if the sky falls.

The sparrow's spirit is too broad, and the rice tastes like the wind blowing.

The sparrow is so angry that it is just lazy and has nothing to do.

Sparrows are so arrogant that they cannot fly high even though they have wings.

The sparrow is too arrogant. It is afraid of being popular and afraid of making trouble.

You are such a bastard bird, jumping around with all your strength.

I have committed sins for thousands of years, and I will finally settle the account with you today.

Beat them severely, bombard them, attack them all, and finally use the fire.

Together with the weapons, they are all burned into the air, and the four evils are unparalleled in the world.

Byron’s Lady of Athens

Before we break up,

Give me back my heart, Lady of Athens!

No need, since my heart has left my chest,

Just keep it and take the others away!

I made a vow before leaving, please listen:

I love you, you are my life! ①

With your loose braids -

The breeze of the Aegean Sea cherishes them,

With your eyelids - those dark eyes Eyelashes

Kiss the bright red luster on your cheeks:

With your charming eyes like a deer,

I love you, you are my life!

By my infatuated and longing red lips,

By that ribbon-tight waist,

By the love flowers—their metaphors ②

Better than a thousand words in the world;

With the joy and bitterness of love:

I love you, you are my life!

I am really leaving, girl of Athens!

Miss me in your lonely time!

I flew towards Istanbul,

Athens detained my heart and soul,

How could I not love you? cannot!

I love you, you are my life!

Heine "People steal in the dark." . . 》1830

The kiss that people steal in the dark,

and return in the dark,

For the heart that is in love,

What a pleasant warmth!

At this moment, my heart evoked

infinite memories and premonitions,

thinking of many past days,

I thought about many future situations.

But, when kissing,

How can you be so thoughtful; -

Dear heart, I am willing to cry,

Pushkin "I once loved you: this love may be..."

I once loved you: this love may be

It is not yet completely in my mind My heart stops;

But don't let this love disturb you again;

I don't want anything to make you depressed again.

I once loved you silently and hopelessly,

Sometimes suffering from timidity, sometimes suffering from jealousy;

I once loved you so sincerely and tenderly,

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God bless others to love you the same way.