[Pakistan] Sumaira Baqra
My Caravan
I have thought,
If my half-travelled journey
Becomes successful,
Sitting somewhere,
I shall unburden my exhaustion.
I shall look for the lake of contentment,
I shall soak the rose-petals,
And place them upon the eyes.
In case I find some coins,
While walking on the way,
I shall consume thinking them a blessing.
My hands are perforated,
I shall spend all seasons by stopping over,
Listening to the sounds coming across,
And then my caravan:
I, my heart and my shadow
Will dance and dance in the shower of rain.
[巴基斯坦]苏迈哈.巴克拉
我的大篷车
我想过了
如果半路旅程
一帆风顺的话
找个地方坐下来
卸下疲惫的重担
找到那令人心旷神怡的湖泊
把玫瑰花瓣撒在水里，侵湿
贴在眼睛上
假如走在路上
拾得一些硬币
我会感恩赐福
花完这些钱
我的双手打着小孔
在途中逗留度过所有季节
听天籁之音偶然传来
我的大篷车：
我的心儿、我的影子
在细雨里舞蹈、舞蹈。
（苏菲英译汉） 混语版《世界诗人》季刊 73期
©Translated by Sophy Chen
