献给母亲——懂你

孩子

Children

我正在翻看你的照片

I'm looking through your photos

看你一步步成长的轨迹

See the track of your growth step by step

襁褓中的懵懂

Ignorance in the swaddling clothes

木马上的童年

Childhood on the Trojan horse

快乐调皮的嬉戏

Happy and mischievous frolic

你的每一个笑靥

Every smile you have

无不让我心系

Let me know

我也回头审视自己

I look back at myself

看时光怎样任青葱似的少年

See how time is like a green youth

渐渐褪却了红颜

Gradually fade away

昨日还是娇嗔的少女

Yesterday was a coquettish girl

转眼间却已是他的妻

In a flash, it was his wife

妈妈

Mom

我现在已懂得了你

I know you now

退后数十载

Back off for decades

你何尝不是一朵傲春的梅

You are not a plum of proud spring

青丝白发

Blue hair and white hair

就这样一代代交替

It's just a matter of generations

舒婷的诗:呵，母亲

Shu Ting's poem: ah, mother

你苍白的指尖理着我的双鬓

Your pale fingertips are on my temples

我禁不住象儿时一样

I can't help being like a kid

紧紧拉住你的衣襟

Hold your lapel tightly

呵，母亲

Oh, mother

为了留住你渐渐隐去的身影

In order to keep your disappearing figure

虽然晨曦已把梦剪成烟缕

Although the dawn has cut the dream into wisps of smoke

我还是久久不敢睁开眼睛

I haven't opened my eyes for a long time

我依旧珍藏着那鲜红的围巾

I still have the scarlet

生怕浣洗会使它

I'm afraid that washing will make it

失去你特有的温馨

Lose your special warmth

呵，母亲

Oh, mother

岁月的流水不也同样无情

Years of running water is not equally ruthless

生怕记忆也一样退色呵

I'm afraid the memory will fade too

我怎敢轻易打开它的画屏

How dare I open its screen easily

为了一根刺我曾向你哭喊

I cried to you for a thorn

如今带着荆冠，我不敢

Now with a crown of thorns, I dare not

一声也不敢呻吟

I dare not moan

呵，母亲

Oh, mother

我常悲哀地仰望你的照片

I often look up your picture sadly

纵然呼唤能够穿透黄土

Even if the call can penetrate the Loess

我怎敢惊动你的安眠

How dare I disturb your sleep

我还不敢这样陈列爱的祭品

I dare not present the sacrifice of love like this

虽然我写了许多支歌

Although I wrote many songs

给花、给海、给黎明

To the flowers, to the sea, to the dawn

呵，母亲

Oh, mother

我的甜柔深谧的怀念

My sweet, soft and deep memory

不是激流，不是瀑布

It's not a torrent, it's not a waterfall

是花木掩映中唱不出歌声的枯井

It's a dry well that can't sing in the shade of flowers and trees