北岛《回答》
Baseness is a passport for the base,
Honour an epitaph for the honourable.
With the twisted shadows of the dead.
So why does ice still bind the world?
The Cape of Good Hope has been discovered,
So why is the Dead Sea still thick with sails?
Carrying only paper, rope and a shadow,
To proclaim before judgment is passed
If a thousand challengers lie beneath your feet
Then I am number one thousand and one.
I don’t believe the sky is blue;
I don’t believe the thunder’s roar;
I don’t believe that dreams are false;
I don’t believe that death has no revenge.
If the ocean is destined to break the dike;
Then let its bitter water pour into my soul;
If the land is destined to rise,
Then let mankind choose a new mountain for survival.
The vast unobstructed firmament
These hieroglyphs of the ages,
These staring eyes of the future.