If You Forget Me

如果你忘记我

——by Pablo Neruda 聂鲁达

I want you to know

one thing.

我要你知道

一件事。

You know how this is:

if I look

at the crystal moon, at the red branch

of the slow autumn at my window,

if I touch

near the fire

the impalpable ash

or the wrinkled body of the log,

everything carries me to you,

as if everything that exists,

aromas, light, metals,

were all little boats

that sail

toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

要你知道这是怎样的：

如果我看着

水晶的月亮，看着我窗前

缓慢的秋天的红色树枝，

如果我在

火堆旁触摸

那难以感触的灰烬

或者木头那布满皱纹的躯体，

万物都把我带到你那里，

仿佛那存在的万物，

芳香，光芒，金属，

都是小船

驶向

你的那些等待我的小岛。

Well, now,

if little by little you stop loving me

I shall stop loving you little by little.

那么，现在，

如果你渐渐停止爱我

我就会渐渐停止爱你。

If suddenly

you forget me

do not look for me,

for I shall already have forgotten you.

如果你突然

忘记我

就别寻找我，

因为我将已经忘记了你。

If you think it long and mad,

the wind of banners

that passes through my life,

and you decide

to leave me at the shore

of the heart where I have roots,

remember

that on that day,

at that hour,

I shall lift my arms

and my roots will set off

to seek another land.

如果你认为那穿过我的生活

而吹拂旗帜的风

漫长而疯狂

如果你决定

把我留在那

我扎根的心灵海岸上，

记住

在那一天，

在那个时刻，

我将抬起我的手臂

我的根将出发

去寻找另一片土地。

But

if each day,

each hour,

you feel that you are destined for me

with implacable sweetness,

if each day a flower

climbs up to your lips to seek me,

ah my love, ah my own,

in me all that fire is repeated,

in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,

my love feeds on your love, beloved,

and as long as you live it will be in your arms

without leaving mine.

可是

如果在每一天

在每个一时刻

你都感到你注定要以

那种不可替代的美妙来想着我，

如果每一天都有一朵花

爬到你的嘴唇上来寻找我，

我的爱，我自己的爱，

那么所有的火焰就在我内心重复，

在我内心没有什么熄灭或被遗忘，

我的爱以你的爱为生，爱人，

只要你活着，它就会在你的怀抱中

不离开我的怀抱。