A Vagabond Song

 

A Vagabond Song ------ Bliss Carman


There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood —
 
Touch of manner, hint of mood;

And my heart is like a rhyme,

With the yellow and the purple and the crimson keeping time.

The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry

Of bugles going by.

And my lonely spirit thrills

To see the frosty asters like a smoke upon the hills.

There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir;

We must rise and follow her,

When from every hill of flame

She calls and calls each vagabond by name.



漂泊者之歌

——常德浩譯

秋季  有著我骨子裏與生俱來的

那種感觸，那種情愫；

心的旋律

由黃、紫和深紅調度。

楓葉的深紅色  呼嘯般撼動我

如號角掠過；

孤寂的靈魂顫抖了

看那披霜的紫荊花  如煙籠蓋山坡。

十月  有著讓吉普賽人的血液騷動的 

魅力

讓我們起而隨伴，

然後從每一座激情的山坡

漂泊者的名字  被一一召喚。