於白晝‧丈影‧栽植

Hello, darkness my old friend
好久不見，吾親愛的黑暗老友
I've come to talk with you again
我終於‧還是回來陪你聊天了
Because a vision softly creeping
Left it's seeds while I was sleeping
因為啊...
在我熟睡的時候，有個影子緩慢爬過
它在四周灑下，懷念熟悉的黑暗種子
And the vision that was planted in my brain
而它就如此根生地固的在我腦中成長
Still remains within the sound of silence
到如今，我還是不停聽見，它那沉默之聲

In restless dream
那是一個沒有盡頭的夢
I walked alone the narrow street of cobble stone
Beneath the halo of a street lamp
我一個人走在暈黃路燈下‧
那石頭砌成的狹窄小路上。
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
在這陰冷潮濕的天氣，我豎高衣領
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
突然一碩大霓虹燈的閃爍印入眼中
That split the night and touched the sound of silence
那光照亮了夜晚的天空，但也輕觸了那安靜之聲

And in the naked light
在明亮無陰影的白天
I saw ten thousand people may be more
我看到數以萬計或者更多的人
People talking without speaking
他們想要溝通卻不知道如何使用語言
People hearing without listening
他們想要瞭解彼此卻遺忘了怎麼聆聽
People writing songs that voices never share
他們就如此混沌的寫著一首又一首‧沒辦法分享感受的音樂
And no one dare disturb the sound of silence
而且，更恐怖的是
即便如此，依舊沒有人敢去質疑那寂靜之聲

"Fools" said I "you do not know"
"愚蠢的東西!"我質問:"你們到底知不知道?" 
"Silence like a cancer grows
"沉默就像正在蔓延的癌細胞
Hear my words that I might teach you
用真心來聽我的文字，那我或許還能教你一點 
Take my arms that I might reach you"
認真感受我的存在，那我也許才能真正接近你
But my words like silent raindrops fell
但是我的聲音，如同半夜默默墜下的雨水
And echoed in the wells of silence
只有沉默之井，輕輕用回音回覆我的呼喚


And the people bowed and prayed to the neon god they made
人們對著自己創造出來的霓虹神像膜拜祈禱
And the sign flashed out it's warning
一個神蹟告示，閃爍著它的警告
In the words that it was forming, and the signs said
在文字逐漸顯現的告示上，寫到：
"The words of the prophets
先知們的預示
Are written on the subway walls and tenement halls
早就寫在地鐵的牆壁和廉價公寓的走廊
And whispered in the sound of silence"
和寂靜之聲的耳語中

譯於08-9

Ten thousand people may be more,
Every one on the road are trying to say,
"........" (burabura and go on.)
I know that,
They "do" try to say something, but I can't hear, nor understand.

All the points are "........" (burabura and go on.)
But still, i just stand and rub.

Even though you say, the words still no meaning.
More of thus, some of you are still silence.
What a metapsychosis.

Crowd of people are clouds.
Just pass, just ba.
Even if one died or yelled, the blow was still blinking.

What amazing! the die is spinning in it's cast.

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