莫笑愚 | 譯詩：泰戈?duì)枴讹w鳥集》（121-160）

詩人莫笑愚

迷途鳥 泰戈?duì)? 文莫笑愚譯 121 我將我的世界帶進(jìn)這個(gè)挫敗的人世，使人間茂盛。 122 親愛的朋友，在沙灘上，在許多漸沉的暮色里，當(dāng)我聆聽海浪，我感受到你偉大的思想的沉默。 123 鳥兒以為，把魚兒帶進(jìn)空中是一種善行。 124 夜晚對太陽說：“在月亮里，你寄給我情書?！薄霸诓萑~的淚珠里，我留下我的回復(fù)?！?lt;/span> 125 偉大是初生的孩子；當(dāng)他逝去，他把他偉大的童年留給世界。 126 是水的輕歌曼舞而非錘子的敲擊，使鵝卵石臻于完美。 127 蜜蜂啜飲花蜜，離開時(shí)嗡嗡道謝。 艷俗的蝴蝶篤信花兒該向它致謝。 128 當(dāng)你不必說出全部真相，直言不諱就很容易。 129 向可能詢問不可能，你住在哪里？ 答案就在無能者的夢里。 130 假如你把所有錯(cuò)誤都關(guān)在門外，真理也將被屏蔽。 131 我聽見某些事物，在我悲傷的心底沙沙作響，－－我看不見它們。 132 活躍的閑暇就是工作。 寧靜的海水激起波浪。 133 葉子戀愛時(shí)變成花朵。 花朵愛慕時(shí)變成果實(shí)。 134 地下的根使樹枝結(jié)出果實(shí)卻不求賞賜。 135 這個(gè)落雨的黃昏，風(fēng)吹不止。 我目睹搖曳的樹枝，思考萬物之偉大。 136 午夜暴雨，就像在不合時(shí)宜的黑暗中醒來的巨嬰，開始嬉戲哭號。 137 哦，大海，你這孤獨(dú)的風(fēng)暴的新娘，徒勞地掀起波浪，追隨你的情郎。 138 字詞對作品說，我為我的空洞感到羞愧。 作品對字詞說，見到你，我才知道我是多么貧乏。 139 時(shí)間是變化的財(cái)富。但是，鐘表的拙劣模仿只有變化，而并未帶來財(cái)富。 140 她衣服里的真相發(fā)現(xiàn)事實(shí)過于局促。 在虛構(gòu)里，她自如地輾轉(zhuǎn)騰挪。 141 當(dāng)我四處旅行，路啊，我厭倦了你。但現(xiàn)在，當(dāng)你帶我去四面八方，我愛上了你，嫁給了你。 142 讓我設(shè)想，在群星中，有一顆星星指引我的人生，穿過未知的黑暗。 143 女人啊，你用優(yōu)雅的手指觸碰我的東西，它們井然有序如音樂響起。 144 一個(gè)悲傷的聲音在年華的廢墟間筑巢。 在夜晚對我歌唱，——我愛過你。 145 熊熊大火以它的光焰告誡我遠(yuǎn)離。 將我從隱藏在灰燼下的余火里拯救出來。 146 我有繁星滿天。 但是，作為我的小燈，一到屋里就滅了。 147 逝去文字的塵埃附著于你。 用沉默洗凈你的靈魂。 148 生命留下許多罅隙，死亡的哀樂從那里流出。 149 在早晨，世界已敞開了它的光明之心。 出來吧，我的心，以你之愛與它相逢。 150 我的思想，隨著閃耀的葉片而閃耀；我的心，隨著日光的撫摸而歌唱；我的生命，隨著萬物飄進(jìn)蔚藍(lán)的空間和漆黑的時(shí)間，是多么歡。 151 神的偉大威力不在暴雨中，在柔和的微風(fēng)里。 152 這是個(gè)夢。在夢中，事事松散，壓迫著我。 當(dāng)我醒來，我會發(fā)現(xiàn)它們匯聚在你那里，而我是自由的。 153 夕陽問：誰會在那里承擔(dān)我的責(zé)任？ 瓦燈說：我主，我將盡我所能。 154 通過采摘花瓣，你采集不到花朵的美麗。 155 沉默會攜帶你的聲音，一如鳥巢懷抱睡鳥。 156 偉大不擔(dān)心與渺小同行。 不上不下者才保持疏離。 157 夜晚讓花朵隱秘綻開，讓白晝收獲感激。 158 權(quán)力把受害者的掙扎看做是忘恩負(fù)義。 159 當(dāng)我們在充實(shí)里歡欣，就能夠欣然放棄我們的果實(shí)。 160 雨滴親吻大地并低語著，——母親，我們是您思鄉(xiāng)的孩子，從天國回到您的身邊。 （2019.02.24.譯，于北京） 附原文： 121 I carry in my world that flourishes the worlds that have failed. 122 Dear friend, I feel the silence of your great thoughts of many a deepening eventide on this beach when I listen to these waves. 123 The bird thinks it is an act of kindness to give the fish a life in the air. 124 "In the moon thou sendest thy love letters to me", said the night to the sun. "I leave my answers in tears upon the grass." 125 The great is a born child; when he dies he gives his great childhood to the world. 126 Not hammer-strokes, but dance of the water sings the pebbles into perfection. 127 Bees sip honey from flowers and hum their thanks when they leave. The gaudy butterfly is sure that the flowers owe thanks to him. 128 To be outspoken is easy when you do not wait to speak the complete truth. 129 Asks the Possible to the Impossible, Where is your dwelling-place? In the dreams of the impotent, comes the answer. 130 If you shut your door to all errors truth will be shut out. 131 I hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart, ---I cannot see them. 132 Leisure in its activity is work. The stillness of the sea stirs in waves. 133 The leaf becomes flower when it loves. The flower becomes fruit when it worships. 134 The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful. 135 This rainy evening the wind is restless. I look at the swaying branches and ponder over the greatness of all things. 136 Storm of midnight, like a giant child awakened in the untimely dark, has begun to play and shout. 137 Thou raisest thy waves vainly to follow thy lover, O sea, thou lonely bride of the storm. 138 I am ashamed of my emptiness, said the Word to the Work. I know how poor I am when I see you, said the Work to the Word. 139 Time is the wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes it mere change and no wealth. 140 Truth in her dress finds facts too tight. In fiction she moves with ease. 141 When I travelled to here and to there, I was tired of thee, O Road, but now when thou leadest me to everywhere I am wedded to thee in love. 142 Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown. 143 Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music. 144 One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years. It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you. 145 The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow. Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes. 146 I have my stars in the sky. But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house. 147 The dust of the dead words clings to thee. Wash thy soul with silence. 148 Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death. 149 The world has opened its heart of light in the morning. Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it. 150 My thoughts shimmer with these shimmering leaves and my heart sings with the touch of this sunlight; my life is glad to be floating with all things into the blue of space, into the dark of time. 151 God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm. 152 This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress. I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free. 153 Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun. I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp. 154 By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower. 155 Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds. 156 The Great walks with the Small without fear. The Middling keeps aloof. 157 The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks. 158 Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims. 159 When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy. 160 The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

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莫笑愚 | 譯詩：泰戈?duì)枴讹w鳥集》（121-160）

詩人莫笑愚