旅人，你一定得走麼？
夜晚如此清寂
黑暗昏睡在樹林 悄無聲息。
陽台的燈盞輝煌 花朵芬芳，
孩童們還醒著 眼睛明亮。
這是你上路的時刻，
旅人，你一定得走麼？
我們並未伸出懇求的手臂
攬住你的雙腳，
你的門敞開，
你的馬已套上轡鞍 佇立在門口。
如果我們曾擋住你的去路，
那不過是以我們的歌，
如果我們曾挽住你回來，
那不過是以我們的眼神。
旅人，我們無力留住你，
我們擁有的 不過是眼淚。
是什麼樣澆不熄的火焰
閃耀在你的眼中？
是什麼樣抑不住的熱情
流淌在你的血液？
黑暗中有什麼在召喚著你？
你凝視天空的星辰，
讀出什麼樣的訊息？
以蓋上火印 封存的咒語，
夜晚潛入你的心
靜默而詭異。
如果你不在乎聚會的歡樂，
如果你疲憊的心 尋求的只是安靜，
我們將熄掉燈火 停奏琴音，
靜坐在黑暗 在蕭瑟的樹葉聲中，
讓慵懶而蒼白的月色 洒在你的窗前。
啊！旅人，來自午夜的
是什麼騒動的靈魂
驅策著你上路 走向遠方？
～黃武雄譯自泰戈爾《園丁集》（Rabindranath Tagore,《Gardener》Sect.63）
原詩英文版（泰戈爾親譯）
Traveller, must you go?
The night is still and the darkness swoons upon the forest.
The lamps are bright in our balcony, the flowers all fresh, and
the youthful eyes still awake.
Is the time for your parting come?
Traveller, must you go?
We have not bound your feet with our entreating arms.
Your doors are open. Your horse stands saddled at the gate.
If we have tried to bar your passage it was but with our songs.
Did we ever try to hold you back it was but with our eyes.
Traveller, we are helpless to keep you. We have only our tears.
What quenchless fire glows in your eyes?
What restless fever runs in your blood?
What call from the dark urges you?
What awful incantation have you read among the stars in the sky,
that with a sealed secret message the night entered your heart,
silent and strange?
If you do not care for merry meetings, if you must have peace,
weary heart, we shall put our lamps out and silence our harps.
We shall sit still in the dark in the rustle of leaves, and the tired
moon will shed pale rays on your window.
O traveller, what sleepless spirit has touched you from the heart
of the mid-night?
黃武雄教授文集 