教堂

"教堂" - by: D. H. Lawrence

合唱班的男童，
正吟詠著和聲。
早晨的光芒，
灑落於唇。
如若閃閃銀溪流動
在音樂的天河浮沉。

高窗外，
猝然有隻烏鴉飛落，
在枯殘的，
頹愁的梧桐樹頂，
伴著空曠和陽光
棲停。

一隻飛禽，一團麻烏，
默默蜷縮
在殘老的樹頂!
在那神聖晶瑩的天堂
點綴一滴漆黑的泥塵。

如若一沫濃黯的墨漿，
淌漾散失在我們
溫暖和神聖的醉液裏，
把我們聖潔的日子
滲染黑深。

In Church - by: D. H. Lawrence (1885-1930)

IN the choir the boys are singing the hymn.
The morning light on their lips
Moves in silver-moist flashes, in musical trim.

Sudden outside the high window, one crow
Hangs in the air
And lights on a withered oak-tree's top of woe.

One bird, one blot, folded and still at the top
Of the withered tree!--in the grail
Of crystal heaven falls one full black drop.

Like a soft full drop of darkness it seems to sway
In the tender wine
Of our Sabbath, suffusing our sacred day.