Someone asked me to translate the poem “聲聲慢” from “李清照”. I want to say that it is extremely difficult to translate her poems or any of the Chinese poems. It is never easy to capture the essence of the poem and to portray the beauty of the original poem through translation. My translation is based on the interpretation from the link below. http://itpth.foruto.com/cgi-bin/CIntr.cgi?action=read&TID=73&SID=33206 By the way, I still don’t know how to translate the title of this poem.
Just for your amusement.
Translation by Elisa English on 7/22/10
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Chant of Languor
I seek and search
Within sight is such loneliness and desolation
Unbearable is my emotion
Filled with agony, misery and wrench
In these erratically alternating warm and cool days
At night, the wind is gusting
Excruciating is my suffering
How can a couple glasses of wine dispel?
I watch the geese flying by
That sense of nostalgia I cannot deny
To see these geese from my past.
Yellow flowers scatter
Like I, away they pine and shatter
Who can bear to pluck them now?
I sit alone by the window, watching
How can I endure till nightfall?
As twilight grizzles
The rain drizzles
Splashing and splattering
onto the Chinese parasol
How can the word “melancholy” delineate!
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