Chapter 20 autumn song
one
Soon we shall be plunged into cold darkness;
Farewell, too short summer sun!
I have heard, with mournful shock,
The dead wood fell on the steps of the garden.
All winter shall scurry into me; malice,
Wrath, chills, terror, punishment and drudgery;
Like a sun shivering in an arctic icehouse,
My heart is just a cold red jelly.
I listen with trembling to the fall of every stump;
The reverberation of the building scaffold could hardly be more muted.
My soul crumbles like a tower,
Under the heavy, urgent impact of the ram.
I hear, shaken by this monotonous shock,
It was as if someone was nailing the coffin hastily.
For whom? ——Yesterday was summer; autumn is here again!
This mysterious sound is like an urgent reminder.
two
I love the Bihui in your repair eyes, love,
But today I feel desolate about everything,
Whatever your boudoir, your love and your furnace
Can't match the golden light of the sun on the sea.
But love me anyway, gentle heart!
Be like a mother, even to rebels or villains;
Please give me, lover or sister, that evening glow
Or the fleeting tenderness of glorious autumn.
But for a moment!The grave awaits!How greedy it is!
well!Let me, put my forehead on your lap,
While regretting the white-hot brilliance of the scorching summer,
Taste the soft light of this late autumn yellow!