再别康桥

作者: 徐志摩

轻轻的我走了，

正如我轻轻的来；

我轻轻的招手，

作别西天的云彩。

那河畔的金柳，

是夕阳中的新娘；

波光里的艳影，

在我的心头荡漾。

软泥上的青荇，

油油的在水底招摇；

在康河的柔波里，

我甘心做一条水草！

那榆荫下的一潭，

不是清泉，

是天上虹；

揉碎在浮藻间，

沉淀着彩虹似的梦。

寻梦？撑一支长篙，

向青草更青处漫溯；

满载一船星辉，

在星辉斑斓里放歌。

但我不能放歌，

悄悄是别离的笙箫；

夏虫也为我沉默，

沉默是今晚的康桥！

悄悄的我走了，

正如我悄悄的来；

我挥一挥衣袖，

不带走一片云彩。

Goodbye Again, Cambridge!

I leave softly, gently,

Exactly as I came.

I wave to the western sky,

Telling it goodbye softly, gently.

The golden willow at the river edge

Is the setting sun‘s bride.

Her quivering reflection

Stays fixed in my mind.

Green grass on the bank

Dances on a watery floor

In bright reflection.

I wish myself a bit of waterweed

Vibrating to the ripple.

Of the River Cam.

That creek in the shade of the great elms

Is not a creek but a shattered rainbow,

Printed on the water

And inlaid with duckweed,

It is my lost dream.

Hunting a dream?

Wielding a long punting pole

I get my boat into green water,

Into still greener grass.

In a flood of starlight

On a river of silver and diamond

I sing to my heart‘s content.

But now, no, I cannot sing

With farewell in my heart.

Farewells must be quiet, mute,

Even the summer insects are silent,

Knowing I am leaving.

The Cambridge night is soundless.

I leave quietly

As I came quietly.

I am leaving

Without taking so much

As absp; piece of cloud.

But with a quick jerk of my sleave

I wave goodbye.