我爱这土地

     艾青

假如我是一只鸟，

我也应该用嘶哑的喉咙歌唱：

这被暴风雨所打击的土地，

这永远汹涌着我们的悲愤的河流，

这无止息地吹刮着的激怒的风，

和那来自林间的无比温柔的黎明……

—然后我死了，

连羽毛也腐烂在土地里面。 

为什么我的眼里常含泪水？

因为我对这土地爱得深沉……

Affection to the Land

            By Ai Qing

If I were a bird

I must sing hence hoarseness

For the soil stricken by rainstorm

For the rivers roaring with grief and indignation

For the wind blowing with evoked anger

And for the mild daybreak in forests

Then I shall die

Even the feather rots in earth

Why am I always in tears?

My affection to the land tells

                                             (Translated by Shuming He)