威肯，布肯和诺弟
威肯，布肯还有诺弟，某个夜晚
乘着一只木鞋起航
航行在灯光闪烁的河面
去往露的海洋
“你们想做什么，要去哪里？”
老月亮问他们三个
“我们来捕鲱鱼
他们在这美丽的大海住着
我们已得到了一网网的金子银子
三个人回答
威肯
布肯
还有诺弟
老月亮大笑，哼起一支调子
他们三个摇动木鞋
风整晚上送他们疾驶
吹皱露的波浪层叠
小星星正是鲱鱼
住在美丽的海洋
现在不要因我们畏惧
你们尽可随意撒网
星星对三个渔人大声说
威肯
布肯
还有诺弟
一晚上他们将网
撒向晶亮泡沫中的星辰
木鞋子自天而降
带渔人们重返家门
航行如此美妙
就像不曾真正发生
有人会认为这是他们做梦一遭
做梦到美丽的大海航行
但我要命名你们三个
威肯
布肯
还有诺弟
威肯与布肯是小眼睛一双
诺弟是小头颅
小小的子母床
则是那航行到天空的鞋履
所以当妈妈唱起好听的曲子
闭上你的双眼
你会看到美丽的景致：
你们航行在大海上面
旧鞋子载着你们三个渔人
威肯
布肯
还有诺弟
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蓝衣男孩
小玩具狗蒙着灰垢
照旧忠实地伫立
小玩具兵生了红锈
火枪仍然紧攥手底
当小玩具狗还是新来
当兵偶从集市初到此地
那时候我们的蓝衣男孩
亲他们，把他们放在那里
“现在，不要走开，”他讲
“不许吵闹”
说着，蹒跚走向他的小摇床
他在梦中看到了它们这些有意思的玩具朋友，
在他做梦的时候，天使哼起歌曲
唤醒了我们的蓝衣孩子
呀！年岁悠长，年岁积聚，
小玩具朋友们依然忠实
呀，他们忠心地为蓝衣小男孩守望
守望在老地点
等待一只小小的手掌
一张小小的笑脸
他们猜度，等了这许多年光
在满是尘灰的椅子上
我们的蓝衣小男孩长成什么模样
自从亲了他们，把他们放在那个地方
作者Eugene Field （ 1850 – 1895) 美国作家。这是他最著名的两首童诗。
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod前两个人名对应眼睛，但我没有能译出来。NOD译成诺弟则与“头”巧合了。
译诗中尽量押韵，但努力之下，仍与原诗有出入。不少翻译的词句还待修改锤炼。
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod (Dutch Lullaby)
by Eugene Field (1850-1895)
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe---
Sailed on a river of crystal light,
Into a sea of dew.
"Where are you going, and what do you wish?"
The old moon asked the three.
"We have come to fish for the herring fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we!"
Said Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
The old moon laughed and sang a song,
As they rocked in the wooden shoe,
And the wind that sped them all night long
Ruffled the waves of dew.
The little stars were the herring fish
That lived in that beautiful sea---
"Now cast your nets wherever you wish---
Never afeard are we";
So cried the stars to the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
All night long their nets they threw
To the stars in the twinkling foam---
Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe,
Bringing the fishermen home;
'T was all so pretty a sail it seemed
As if it could not be,
And some folks thought 't was a dream they 'd dreamed
Of sailing that beautiful sea---
But I shall name you the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee one's trundle-bed.
So shut your eyes while mother sings
Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
As you rock in the misty sea,
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
Little Boy Blue
by Eugene Field (1850-1895)
The little toy dog is covered with dust,
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
And his musket moulds in his hands.
Time was when the little toy dog was new,
And the soldier was passing fair;
And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue
Kissed them and put them there.
"Now, don't you go till I come," he said,
"And don't you make any noise!"
So, toddling off to his trundle-bed,
He dreamt of the pretty toys;
And, as he was dreaming, an angel song
Awakened our Little Boy Blue---
Oh! the years are many, the years are long,
But the little toy friends are true!
Ay, faithful to Little Boy Blue they stand,
Each in the same old place---
Awaiting the touch of a little hand,
The smile of a little face;
And they wonder, as waiting the long years through
In the dust of that little chair,
What has become of our Little Boy Blue,
Since he kissed them and put them there.