祖國啊，我親愛的祖國
文/舒婷 Motherland, My Dear Motherland Written by Shu Ting
我是你
河邊上破舊的老水車，
數(shù)百年來紡著疲憊的歌； I am your dilapidated old waterwheel by the river, Spinning weary songs for hundreds of years;
我是你
額上熏黑的礦燈，
照你在歷史的隧洞里
蝸行摸索 I am the blackened miner's lamp on your forehead, Follow you as you crawl through the tunnel of history
是淤灘上的駁船
把纖繩深深
勒進(jìn)你的肩膊，
——祖國啊！
I am
a shriveled ear of rice
and a roadbed in disrepair;
It's a barge on the silt
Deepen the rope
into your shoulders,
——Motherland!
我是貧困，
我是悲哀。
I am poor,
I am sad.
我是你祖祖輩輩
痛苦的希望啊，
I am your
ancestor for generations
O painful hope,
是“飛天”袖間
千百年未落到地面的花朵，
——祖國?。?/span> It’s the “Flying” sleeve Flowers that have not fallen to the ground for thousands of years, ——Motherland!
我是你
簇新的理想，
剛從神話的蛛網(wǎng)里掙脫； I am your new ideal, Freshly freed from the cobwebs of myth;
我是你
雪被下古蓮的胚芽；
我是你
掛著眼淚的笑渦；
I am the germ of the ancient lotus
under your snow quilt;
I am your
smile hanging with tears;
我是
新刷出的雪白的起跑線；
是緋紅的黎明
正在噴??；
—— 祖國??！ I am the newly painted snow-white starting line; It's the crimson dawn is gushing; ——My motherland!
我是你的
十億分之一，
是你
九百六十萬平方的總和； I am one billionth your size, It’s your total of 9.6 million square meters;
你以傷痕累累的乳房
喂養(yǎng)了
迷惘的我、深思的我、
沸騰的我；
With your scarred breasts
fed
I am confused,
I am deep in thought,
I am boiling;
那就從我的血肉之軀上
去取得
你的富饒、你的榮光、
你的自由； Then from my flesh and blood to get Your riches, your glory, your freedom;
—— 祖國啊，
我親愛的祖國！
——Motherland,
My Dear Motherland!
