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and a solitary shadow wading into the red
along with the notes and their shady flow,
the red stairs are light flux and music
and black night switches their shimmer full on

(Helen)

She is a white bird warbling, lighting up the night.
Notes escape her throat and tumble down
the red stairs of passion, then take wing into the dark.

(Nolcha)

It must be a man disguised as a woman,
his ponytail undone, cascading down to his waist,
softening every curve of his frame.

He must be clad in pure white, his robes billowing light,
gazing up at the triple-tiered waterfall spilling over the cliff.
It is as if one lives through a fiery youth,
a toilsome middle age, then a twilight scattered with tiny fragments of jade.

His song surges upstream, climbing past the cliff’s crest,
piercing the clouds to form an inverted crimson cascade.

(Yongbo）

Yongbo’s translation into Chinese

红瀑歌者

女子高歌，赤色如瀑布奔涌坠落
一道孤影涉入这片赤红
随同音符与幽暗的音流
赤红阶梯是流转的光，亦是乐曲
沉沉黑夜将这微光尽数点亮

（海伦）

她是一只啼鸣的白鸟，照亮长夜
声声曲调自喉间逸出，滚落
激情的赤色阶梯，而后振翅飞入幽暗

（诺尔查）

那一定是个伪装成女人的男人
马尾辫散开，披垂到腰际
让身体的曲线变得柔和

他一定一袭白衣，衣袂飘飘
仰望瀑布在悬崖上形成三重叠瀑
仿佛一个人经历了奋激的青年
劳碌的中年，直到零珠碎玉的晚年

那歌声逆流而上，越过崖顶
直入云端，形成一条倒挂的血色飞瀑

（永波）

photo by Yongbo Ma