作者：AT（来自豆瓣）
来源：https://www.douban.com/note/647068889/
2017 北京歡迎你
難民藍調
奥登
说这城市有一千万灵魂，
有的住豪宅，有的住狗洞：
就是没地方给我们，亲爱的，没地方给我们。
我们曾经有个国，觉得它不错，
打开地图册就能把它找到：
我们回不了那儿了，亲爱的，我们回不了那儿。
村里教堂的院子上长了棵老紫杉树，
每个春天都有新花盛放；
老护照可不会这样，亲爱的，老护照不会这样。
领事官敲着桌子说话：
“如果你没有护照，法律上就已经死了”；
但我们还活着，亲爱的，但我们还活着。
去了委员会，他们给我个座位；
客气地要我明年再试试看：
但我们今天该去哪儿，亲爱的，今天我们去哪？
去了公众集会，发言人站起来说话：
“放他们进来，就把我们糊口的工作偷走”；
他是在说我和你，亲爱的，他在说我和你。
我觉得听到了响雷滚过天空，
那是希特勒覆盖了欧洲，他说：“他们必须得死”；
我们在他的心里，亲爱的，我们在他心里。
看到只卷毛狗穿着夹克，用别针别上，
看到一扇门打开，让猫进去：
但它们不是德国犹太人，亲爱的，它们不是德国犹太人。
下去港口，站在码头上，
看到鱼儿仿佛有自由，在水中游弋：
只在十英尺外，亲爱的，就在十英尺外。
走过一片树林，看到鸟儿在树上，
它们没有政客，歌唱多么自在：
因为它们不是人类，亲爱的，它们不是人类。
梦到一幢一千层的大楼，
有一千扇窗子，一千扇门；
没有一扇属于我们，亲爱的，没有一扇属于我们。
站在落雪的大平原上，
一万个兵来来去去：
他们在找我和你，亲爱的，在找我和你。
Refugee Blues
by W H Auden
Say this city has ten million souls,
Some are living in mansions, some are living in holes:
Yet there's no place for us, my dear, yet there's no place for us.
Once we had a country and we thought it fair,
Look in the atlas and you'll find it there:
We cannot go there now, my dear, we cannot go there now.
In the village churchyard there grows an old yew,
Every spring it blossoms anew;
Old passports can't do that, my dear, old passports can't do that.
The consul banged the table and said:
'If you've got no passport, you're officially dead';
But we are still alive, my dear, but we are still alive.
Went to a committee; they offered me a chair;
Asked me politely to return next year:
But where shall we go today, my dear, but where shall we go today?
Came to a public meeting; the speaker got up and said:
'If we let them in, they will steal our daily bread';
He was talking of you and me, my dear, he was talking of you and me.
Thought I heard the thunder rumbling in the sky;
It was Hitler over Europe, saying: 'They must die';
We were in his mind, my dear, we were in his mind.
Saw a poodle in a jacket fastened with a pin,
Saw a door opened and a cat let in:
But they weren't German Jews, my dear, but they weren't German Jews.
Went down the harbour and stood upon the quay,
Saw the fish swimming as if they were free:
Only ten feet away, my dear, only ten feet away.
Walked through a wood, saw the birds in the trees;
They had no politicians and sang at their ease:
They weren't the human race, my dear, they weren't the human race.
Dreamed I saw a building with a thousand floors,
A thousand windows and a thousand doors;
Not one of them was ours, my dear, not one of them was ours.
Stood on a great plain in the falling snow;
Ten thousand soldiers marched to and fro:
Looking for you and me, my dear, looking for you and me.
2017/12/3 Update: 沒想到此文炸出了很多五毛人士。他們模仿著臺灣人的口吻，説著共產黨的話。
