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《迈克·杰克逊逝矣……》

（中英文对照）

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迈克·杰克逊逝矣……

一

一个偶像凄然陨落

一个时代盐渗伤口剧痛陡升

……

这个时代或“新”或“腐”

谁人主宰？！……

白种人—— 一种高贵肤色

又以白种人的“文明”方式

曾漂白了美洲

或世界的其他什么地方……

美洲油黄油黄的烟叶

他们同样倾心或眼球充血

又怡然尊优  阔态傲慢中

收获了烟草的“醇香”……

丘吉尔先生手上的

那支经典的  雪茄

抑或出诸“印第安”——

沿着“口感”趣事的索引——

“白金汉宫”“爱丽舍宫” 嗣后的“白宫”

缭绕起的咖啡、葡萄酒香——

“前现代”的鸦片、大麻  或

“后现代”的海洛因、可卡因

……

——“西人”总乐于引领

高翘的鼻孔

性感的红唇

在品尝的刺激中

极至享乐……

本以为“百老汇”的猫王死了

一切便将结束

但又错了……一粒世纪的超级“口香糖”

——太过甜腻的迷情时代

酿出酸腐糜烂或败坏——

一种“秀口”玄歌的超级创意

使疯狂嘶哑跌宕的“蹦极”世纪

这才惊心开始——

迈克·杰克逊

你这无与伦比歌者的天才——

一个物欲享乐熏风灌满的世纪

一次“高碳”工业氛围的“二重”污染

灵魂弥漫的“温室效应”

一切虚浮焦躁浊蚀于人心的“厄尔尼诺”

你手擎一束怎样的世纪炬火

成膨化庞显的另类巨人  又在炽灼中

再度引燃

如痴如醉  如生如死

又一次的世纪“精神核爆”……

二

——纷飞的情欲撩人魂魄

歌者的煽情注入钢筋水泥城市的骨头

那些肢体语言续连着多欲的“后现代”

使“山顶洞”人也陡然羞怯  更憣然解读了

长时间的一种人类文明“修饰”背后的另一面——

“返祖”式压抑“性冲动”的井喷爆发

又将是一个怎样雄昂伟大而又诧异、尴尬的时刻……

这是何等“通感手法”的一门创造性的

歌者艺术  却快感激活  又盗汗虚脱——

一个时代  终于在你天才般的魔力底下

狂热膜拜又纷纷昏厥……

或者“柏拉图”式的爱情

在今天已绝对失去价值

或者“梵高”或者“少年维特”

那份火热的“单相思”

其实都成这时代的一种莫名的“多余”

迷惘的“卡夫卡”再无力告诉未来

“唯美”与“和谐”之间到底有着怎样的必然关联？

代之竟是一种扭曲后的“解构”“颠覆”力量在疯狂“报复”

竟成了这时代的最强音？!……

——而“守恒”的天地终究无法更移冥冥之上那道“冷峻法则”

却默默中或者她才是最后权威的“主宰”——

请敬畏着吧  再听听她的一次忠告——“人欲”盖天道  纵火终自毙……

这混沌的俗世这塌陷了的“人”魂

这膨胀的“个私”世纪这张扬的“金玉其外败絮其中”之所有“垃圾主义”

一切都  病  病  病  啊……

就是这病

你开始朝夕滥用“药物”——

“杜冷丁”淌过你“黑人”的脉管

使“曼德拉”这头非洲雄狮

那“雪耻”锋利的爪印

与昔日“黑奴”那段悲惨的传说

已渐远渐渺

你那短窄虚弱的胸膛

再装不下非洲丛林的火种

早已在偃息的荒颓中爬满了青苔

……

三

这个自私贪婪却蚀空了“德性”的时代

这个渐然虚空又欲望赤裸更无以复加

或叫全方位“透明”的时代

这个洒池肉林纸醉金迷极乐奢享

日日歌舞升平又醉生梦死的时代——

曾达尔文“进化论”的一次优越思辩

竟从此滥乱利器更傲慢强蛮起的“丛林法则”

又嚣扬钢铁秉性中的灰色蛮硬与霸悍

又是你“白种人”——

率先启动了猥形私琐却轧轧咄响那欲望的车轮

在苦苦祈祷了无尽的人类物质福祉之后

却悖论中又造孽错掀了那个“乌黑”的“潘多拉盒”……

——而你正抖开披风  敞露胸怀

以歌者的虔诚情痴或稚嫩轻狂

飚升起滚烫四迸的音符

用歌的蒸熏

焦躁溽热了一个春花与病菌同在皆繁的季节

又去拥抱了

“西方文明”辉煌而颓败的一切

并且甘愿再做一次——

不是痛苦耻辱嗜仇的“黑奴”

而是骄奢又乖巧那靡靡世纪的“宠物”……

你曾惴惴不安的心

到古非洲胴体种族肤表

都一并被“优越”地漂白了——

白得这样彻底

以至“代言”了“西半球”的熠熠“娱乐”星灿

又开始煌煌引远——

最强势启开了

东半球的又一个“新世纪”另类火灼的“黎明”

……

许多歌之“天王”圣手

辉煌高举过的这个世纪

——却冥冥处

竟碰触了上天冷咒中的那道戒条

——这个“物华灵空”“噪嚷浊呛”的世纪

正摧毁了自然生态中生机勃勃而宁静的岁岁朝朝

开始让每一个白昼都疲乏紊乱

又被迷蒙疯狂的霓虹夜悄悄蚀去的光洁硕亮与绿勃青春

——你一次一次的“整容窃换”

使你曾畅阔吸吐天地大气的绿色通道

开始一次次梗滞

生理的“鼻梁”以至生命里的最后一丝微颤终至塌陷与闭息

病  病  病  啊……

病了的时代养育了一个弱不禁风的“病婴”

你这永远长不大的多病的怜弱之童呵

从你天才般创意的“世纪流行韵”中

我只谙明了一种  音  律

——那是伟大而不幸中的

一次阳刚贲张或凄怆撕裂

歌与乐里泛响的  狂劲嚎欢  或

最痛苦的  呻  吟……

就因为这样  我暗幸过一个时代物质、科技的倡明与灿烂

却又总在疑惑  那灵魂、精神何变得如此佝偻与形猥……

但我却同时又谙知并为你颂之

你曾慷慨为那么多

“不幸儿童”解囊的那一次次的“德行”

……

四

——啊巨星逝矣

默默中

我像送走了世纪的又一个萧瑟之秋

并且追忆着……

曾“煮酒”论过的那么多“主义”

那么多惊世“哲学”——

从“尼采”到“萨特”

从“希特勒”的意志、秩序、专制——

遂缔结“资本主义”极端的“法西斯”主义

再到今天的“泛自由主义”——

“嬉皮士”的“醉生梦死”或者“金丝伯格”们那次诗之痛苦的“嚎叫”与呻吟……

但愿一切  都随“巨星”的逝矣就且拍马西去魂落幽烟了……

……

再默默  送他们一程吧——

总喜欢偏激“玩法”且极端中已没落了的那族西出的骑士“十字军团”——

宽容了  以我这“东方之子”另类的“道学'无为’”或“脱世超俗”

就宽容了吧——

还有你这深患“重感冒”曾灌满“西风”的世纪——

我这宁静中却乐于“归隐活法”的东方黄肤色人种

在这仲夏黄昏习习而来的晚风里

就端坐在我那炎黄祖先所珍遗下的

那张竹凳椅  再喝上一碗东方“解暑”的“王老吉”

润抚过嘈嘈盈盈世事    怀漾一轮月色却爽爽然中煞是清凉呵……

“宁静致远”里又渺仰一天阔朗的银色朦胧

——忽感到有一种超然的力量

使人的“魂灵”于东方诗境又一次沐浴中

正在悄悄提升……

更有时  现实  理想   激情   战斗——

缱绻过血色浪漫又梦回于历史红色抗争的“那一隅”——

或者捍卫“天道”仍需有一种“喋血精神”——

正像那位艰顽、骁勇又悲壮撼世的绝代“巨星”——

深信新世纪的绿色精神必之再诞

就向您致敬！！——

经典中的那位美洲冷面“帅哥”——激情而“革命”又真正劲酷的“格瓦拉”……

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Mike Jackson Died ... 

1

An idol suddenly falls

An age 'swounds seeped salt and its pain sharply increases This era is "new"or"corrupted"

Who dominates it

The white race

In noble skin color

In the way of the white race "civilization"

Bleached America

Or somewhere else in the world

American butter yellow tobacco

They are equally enamored or congested with bloody eyeballs And just in the superior and broad arrogance

They harvested the mellowaroma "oftobacco

In Mr .Churchill 'shand

That classic cigar

Or made in " Indian"

Along an index of a "sense"offun

" BuckinghamPalace "," Palaisde I 'Elysee"and"WhiteHouse "Coffee with curling air ,wine fragrance

" Pre-modern"opium,marijuana or

" Postmodern"heroin,cocaine

      Westerners"arealways happy to lead

High -pitchednoses

Sexy red lips

In the stimulation of tasting

They 'reextremely enjoyable

I thought the " Broadway " Elvis was dead

Everything will end

But it's wrong . a century of super " gum

      An era too sweet and fascinating

Produces acid erosion or corruption

A super creative idea of " talk show of showing songs

4-Bungee " century that makes the madness hoarse and falls to the right This is the shocking beginning      

Michael Jackson

You are the genius of the incomparable singer

A century in which a materialistic pleasure is filled with a warm

southerly breeze

. A double " pollution in a " high carbon industrial atmosphere

The " greenhouse effect " of the soul

Everything that is illusory and turbulent in the heart of El Nino

What kind of a century torch is in your hand

ou , a puffing giant , in roaring fire

Be out of your mind , just like a life and like a dead

e-ignited

Another century " spiritual nuclear explosion

2

      Flying passion holds up the soul of people

The singers sentiment inject the bones of the reinforced concrete cityThose body languages continue to connect the more libidinal

postmodern

And also make the " The Cavemen " suddenly ashamed and even morestunned

A long-term human civilization " 'modificates " of its other side

A sense of repression of " Return to the ancestors " , " sexual impulse ofblowout outbreak

It will be what kind of a moment of male , greatness , surprise andembarrassment

This is what kind of the singers art in a creative way

Of " common sense " , that is activated and exhausted with the nightAn era , finally under the genus of your magic power

sweats       

Is crazily worshiped and fainting...

Or“ Platonic”love

Absolutely lost its value today

or- Van Gogh”or“ Young Werther”

That fiery“ single love

Is an Ine licable"superfluous"in this era

The worried and described"Kafka"can no longer tell the future

What is the necessary relationship between"beauty"and "harmony

Instead, it is a distorted"deconstruction and"subversion"power in

Madness

“Revenge”

Has become the strongest voice of this era

And the"conservation"of the world will not be able to move

The invisible“ cold rule of law”2

    And in silence or she is the"master"of the last authority

Please be awe, then listen to her advice once again-"human desire

covers the heaven

And arson kills itself

In this chaotic secular world. the"human "soul has collapsed

In this inflated"private "century with"gold and jade on the outside but

not in the middle

All“junkism”

Everything is sick, sick and sick...

It is this disease

You start to abuse"drugs"

Dolantin” licks your vascular of“ black

It makes the"Mandela", this African lion

hat"shame"sharp paw prints

And the tragic legend of the past"black slave

Gradually become more far and more weak

Your short and weak chest

Can not fit the fire of the African jungle

They have already covered the moss in the absurdity of suffocation

3

The era, selfish, greedy and"virtue"eroded

The era, gradually empty, desire more naked and nothing more

Or all-round“ transparency”

The era, in life of wine pool, meat forest, paper drunk and gold luxury

The era, in a befuddled life of singing and dancing, day and nightA superior speculation of Darwins"evolution" is excessive disorderlyAs sharp weapons from then on and the"the forest law"more arrogantand strong

And praise the tough grayness and arrogance of steel nature

It's you"white people

Take the lead in launching the more shaped private items but rolling thewheel of the desire

After praying for the endless human material welfare

In the paradox, the black"Pandoras Box "was wrongly uncovered inevil

- And you are opening your mind, shaking away from the windDevoted by singers sincerity or tenderness

Soaring hot four notes

With steaming songs

Preheated a season of spring flowers and germs

And got to hug again

The brilliant and defeated everything of"Western civilization

And willing to do again

Not a black slave who suffers from shame and hatred

But the arrogant and well-behaved"Pet"of the century

Your past uneasy heart

And ancient African carcass racial skin surface

Are all bleached in"superior white-

White so thoroughly

So that"represents the shining"entertainment star of"westernhemisphere

Also begins to lead the way-

And the strongest opens

Another"new century"in the Eastern Hemisphere, another kind of 

“dawn”

...

Many "Kings of Heaven"of songs

Brilliantly elevated this century

-and in the invisible place

Touched the seal in the curse of heaven

This century of"materials and spirits"and"noise and turbidityIs destroying the vibrant and serene age of the natural ecologyIt starts to make every day tired and disodered

It's eclipsed of its brightness, cleanness and youth by fascinated and mad neon night

You get a"facelift"over and over again

It makes the green channel that you have wide absorption of the

atmosphere of heaven and earth

Starts to be blocked again and again

Physiological"bridge of nose "and the last tremor in life will eventuallycollapse

And close

In sickness, sickness, sickness oh..

The sick era has nurtured a fragile“ sick baby”

You are the sick and weak child who always does not grow up o

From your genius-like creative"century pop rhyme

I only clarified a kind of tone

-That is a great and an unfortunate

A masculine boiling or sorrow tearing

The roar of song and music or

The most painful groaning

Because of this, Im fortunate to have understanding of a material andtechnological eras bright-ness and brilliance

But always wonder why the soul and spirit have become so embarrassingand wretched

But at the same time I know you and praise of you

You have been so generous for so much

So many "Unfortunate children" that have explained the"virtue

4

-Ah, the superstar is dead

In silence

I am like to sent away another bleak autumn of the century

And recalling

So many"isms " once discussed with"cooking wine"

So many shocking "philosophies

From Nietzsche to Sartre

From the will of"", order, and autocracy-

And then extreme" 'of"capitalist

To todays " pan-liberalism

. Drunk in Dreams" of"Hippy"or the pain"howling and moaning

In poems of"Ginsberg -

I hope that everylilg Hill follow the death of the"superstar"to die onhorse with their souls

Falling in dusk

In silence again

I will send them away again-

I always like the extreme"playing method"and

the west riding

Crusaders

Which has fallen in the extreme-

Be tolerant to me, the"Oriental Son, and my alternative"inaction or"Extraordinary refined

Just be tolerant

You, the century, deeply suffering from the "heavy cold "that once filledthe“ west wind'”

I, the oriental yellow-skinned race, in tranquility, but happy with the.invisible method?' of life

In the evening wind coming from the midsummer dusk

Sitting on the side of my ancestors

That bamboo bench and chair, drink a bowl of"Wang Lao Ji""relievingsummer-heat

Which runs through a noisy world in a round of moonlight, and makesme cool

At ease...

In the broad silver haze of the day of quiet life

I suddenly feel a kind of transcendental power

It makes my"soul spirit"bathe again in the oriental poetry

And quietly improving

And sometimes, reality, ideal, passion, fight.

Passing through the bloody romance and dreaming back to"that cornerOf red struggle against history or defending "natural law still needs a.blood spirit

Just like the stalwart, brave, tragic and world-famous"superstar

Convinced that the green spirit of the new century will be born againJust pay tribute to you.

The American cold face"handsome guy"in the classics -passion-revolution

And really the cool"Guevara"....

Translated by Sophy Chen

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