The Moon Has Pardoned Me

By Kuan Sun

This is the verse about grieving for my life current
I pray that I believe the moon has pardoned me

Brushing past me, the happier or one with orchid
I just yearn to have such minutes with you

A sunny small hillside, the garden of my mother-in-law
I am the fruit in the orchard, plump and juicy

Traveller in the snow,  I'd like to provide warming
from the equator, genial breeze and soft morning light

Half-asleep dreams, me and me strange before
Or you make me believe that the moon has pardoned me

So many afternoons I lost, so many dusks richly
They're all the child behaviour that I've had before

translated by Chen Zihong

月亮已原谅我

孙宽

这是我对现在的自悼之诗
我祈祷，我相信月亮已原谅我

擦肩而过的快活人、佩兰人
我渴望和你共享这个时分

阳光下的小山坡，婆婆的小花园
我就是果园里的果实，成熟而饱满

冰雪里的旅人，我愿以赤道的温度
递给你温暖、风以及晨曦细弱的怀抱

半醒的梦陪伴我和此前陌生的我
要不就让我相信月亮已原谅我

许多迷失的午后，许多奢靡的黄昏
都是我此前私藏下来的童真和童趣