拙译《杀死一只知更鸟》230315

High above us in the darkness a solitary mocker poured out his repertoire in blissful unawareness of whose tree he sat in, plunging from the shrill kee, kee of the sunflower bird to the irascible qua-ack of a blue jay, to the sad lament of Poor Will, Poor Will, Poor Will. We turned the corner and I tripped on a root growing in the road. Jem tried to help me, but all he did was drop my costume in the dust. I didn’t fall, though, and soon we were on our way again. We turned off the road and entered the schoolyard. It was pitch black. 我们头顶高处的阴影里，有一只孑立的善于模仿的鸣禽在恣意表演他的全部曲目，他很幸运他没有意识到自己位于谁家的树上，他的声音忽地从尖锐的高音急降，从向日葵鸟的高音到蓝松鸦暴躁的叽叽喳喳，到扑喂欧鸟即弱夜鹰悲惨的哀歌，“扑喂欧”、“扑喂欧（音同‘可怜的威尔’）”。我们转过角落，然后我被长在路上的树根给绊了一下。Jem想来帮我，但他只干成了把我的衣服丢在尘土里这一件事。不过，我并没有摔倒，很快我们又继续前进。我们离开马路，进入了校园操场。那时的夜色跟沥青一样黑。