"Spain1937"《西班牙：1937》(5)

"yes-man, the bar-companion, the easily-duped:
 I am whatever you do; I am your vow to be
 Good, your humorous story;
 I am your business voice; I am your marriage.
"What's your proposal? To build the Just City? will.
 I agree. Or is it the suicide pact, the romantic
 Death? Very well, I accept, for
 I am your choice, your decision: yes, I am Spain."

Many have heard it on remote peninsulas,
 On sleepy plains, in the aberrant fishermen's islands,
 In the corrupt heart of the city;
 Have heard and migrated like gulls or the seeds of a flower.
They clung like burrs to the long expresses that lurch
 Through the unjust lands, through the night, through the alpine tunnel;
 They floated over the oceans;