博爾赫斯憂傷的月亮

                
                
There is such loneliness in that gold.
The moon of the nights is not the moon
Whom the first Adam saw. The long centuries
Of human vigil have filled her
With ancient lament. Look at her. She is your mirror.
                                                                        --------Jorge Luis Borges<The Moon>
那片黄金中有如许的孤独。
众多的夜晚，那月亮不是先人亚当
望见的月亮。在漫长的岁月里
守夜的人们已用古老的悲哀
将她填满。看她，她是你的明镜。
                                (西川　译)