韻譯林昭長詩第二章

韻譯林昭長詩 普羅米修斯受難之日 第二章

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高加索山嶺清涼的微風，
親吻著囚徒焦裂的嘴唇，
花崗岩也在顫動而歎息，
它想把普洛米修士搖醒。
山林女神們悄然地飛落，
像朵朵輕盈美麗的彩雲，
用她們柔軟濕潤的長發，
揩拭受難者胸前的血腥。
她們的眼眶裏滿含淚水，
她們的聲音像山泉低吟——
醒來，醒來啊，可敬的囚人，
生命在呼喚著，你要回應。

From Mt. Caucasus a cool breeze blows down

To kiss the prisoner’s chapped lips,

Around, the granites shake and sigh in deep brown,

They try to awake Prometheus with gentle flips and nips.

The victim the alp nymphs quietly come to tend,

Like beautiful rosy clouds they descend.

With their soft and wet long hair,

They wipe the victim’s bleeding breast.

Their eyes are filled with tears of care,

Their voices like springs murmur sans rest—

Esteemed captive, awake, awake,

Life is hailing, please respond for that sake, 

鷹隼啄食了你的心肺，
鐵鏈捆束著你的肉身，
但你的靈魂比風更自由，
你的意誌比岩石更堅韌。
忽然間正北方響起雷聲，
太陽隱、烏雲翻、慘霧雰雰，
女神們驚叫了一聲“宙斯！”
倉惶地四散隱沒了身形。
來了，輕車簡從的宙斯，
兩肩上棲息著那對兀鷹，
他在普洛米修士頭邊降落，
俯下身察看囚徒的創痕。

 

Though the vultures can peck your heart,

And devour your lungs,

And the shackles fetter your body part,

Your soul sings freer than the wind tongues

Your will is stronger than a rock.

Suddenly thunders roar in the north, it seems a shock.

The sun hides out, the clouds tumble,

The atmosphere turns ominously blear.

“Zeus!” the nymphs exclaim, they crumble,

And scatter in panic and disappear.

Here come Zeus and his men, they alight,

Two vultures perch on Zeus’ shoulders left and right.

 

看著那紋絲無損的鎖鏈，
看著那血鏽班班的岩層，
唇邊泛起一個滿意的微笑，
他嘲弄地問道：“怎麽樣，嗯？”
……囚徒從容地看了他一眼
目光是那麽鋒利和堅定，
宙斯不由得後退了一步，
覺得在他麵前無處存身。
盡管他全身被釘在岩上，
能動彈的隻有嘴巴眼睛；
盡管他躺在這窮山僻野，
遠離開人群，無助而孤零。

 

He comes close to Prometheus’ head,

Bending down to check his scars that still bleed,  

Looking at the perfect fetters in deep red,

The blood-rusted rocks he does also heed,

On his lips appears a satisfied smile,

He asks with a mock vile,

Huh, how is it?  

A calm gaze the prisoner heads up to cast,

His eye reveals his innermost determined grit,

Involuntarily Zeus takes a step back fast,

He feels before him he has no place to hide.

Though he is nailed to the rock-side,

 

但這些都安慰不了宙斯，
對著他隻覺得刺促不寧，
——他到底保有著什麽力量，
竟足以威脅神族的生存！
“怎麽樣？”他又重複了一句，
口氣已變得親切而和溫，
山頂上是不是嫌冷了一些？
不過這空氣倒真叫清新。
“可恨是這兩頭？毛孽畜，
聞到點血就說啥都不聽，
我早已叫它們適當照顧，
不知道它們有沒有遵行。

 

Only can he move his mouth and eyes,

Though being helpless, cut off from the multitude,  

in this mountain and wilds, alone he lies,
None of these can soothe Zeus’ tense attitude,

Staring at him, feeling uneasy and very stressed,

—what the hell power has he possessed,

Which is powerful enough to subvert

The gods’ very existence!

"How?" he asks again, though curt,

The tone becomes a bit amiable with insistence.

Atop the mountain, a bit too cold does it seem?

But the air is quite fresh here, I deem.

These two feathered friends you must abhor,

For as soon as some blood they smell,

They are immediately not submissive anymore,

I did tell them to look after you well,

But I don't know if they listened to do so?

 

“有什麽要求你不妨提出，
能夠辦到的我總可答應……”
普洛米修士靜靜地回答：
“多謝你無微不至的關心。”
“有什麽要求：囚犯——就是囚犯
鎖鏈和兀鷹都無非本份。
隻望你收起些偽善，行麽？
那對我真勝似任何酷刑。”
宙斯裝作像不曾聽清，
“阿？——我看你有些情緒低沉，。
那又何必呢？回頭處是岸，
不怕有多大罪悔過就成。

Do you have any request, please let me know,

If I can do it, I will always promise to do...

Prometheus replies with a sober voice,

Thank you for your kindness so “true”,

Prisoners are prisoners, any request or choice?

Shackles and vultures are but your duties, I’d say

You’d better take off your hypocritical veneer, okay?

For which outdoes any torture on me.

Zeus pretends to be deaf to Prometheus' remarks,

– You are a bit depressed, ah, it seems to be,

But why bother? As soon as you turn around your arks,

The shore will be right here waiting for you,

Don’t be afraid of any sin if you repent and renew...

 

“你不想再回到奧林比斯，
在天上享受那安富尊榮？
你不想重新進入神族家，
和我們同優遊歡樂升平？”
“可以答複你，宙斯，我不想，
我厭惡你們的歌舞升平，
今天我遭受著囚禁迫害，
但我不認為自己是罪人。”
“好吧。那你總還希望自由，
總也想解除懲罰和監禁，
難道你不響往像常時日，
隨心意飛天過海追風駕雲”。

Don’t you wish to re-treasure

Olympus’s riches and honor in the sky?

To revel in leisure and pleasure?

Don’t you wish to rejoin the gods on high.

Zeus, here is the answer of mine,

No, I don't wish for those so-called “divine”!

For your decadence I heartily disdain,

Today imprisoned and persecuted I’m,

But in my sober brain

I’ve never viewed myself a sinner any time.  

Well, then don’t you wish for your release,

And to live as free as you like in peace?

Don't you wish to re-live your good old days ---

--- feeling free to ride clouds as your sport,

To swim in oceans and to chase winds by chaise?

“長話短說罷，你到底要怎麽？
是的！我酷愛自由勝似生命。
可假如它索取某種代價，
我寧肯接受永遠的監禁。”
“不過是這樣，普洛米修士，
我們不願人間留半點火星，
火隻該供天神焚香燔食，
那能夠給賤民取暖照明！
“當初是你從天上偷下火種，
現在也由你去消滅幹淨，
為了奧林比斯神族的利益，
你應當負起這嚴重的責任。

Alright, cut a long story short,

What do you really want by such strife?

Yes! I do love freedom more than life.

But if it demands a price tag, I vow

I’d rather die in the jail.

What?... Prometheus, we can’t allow

The world to keep any spark, though we did fail...  

Fire only for the gods to use, in a sense,

To cook food and to burn incense.

How can it warm and light the heathen?

It was you who stole the fire for the lout

From the celestial palace, such a treason,

Now it should be you again to put it out.

For the vested interest pf Olympian gods,

You must do it against all odds.

“還有由於你那前知的能力，
（宙斯矜持地咳嗽了一聲），
據說你預知神族的毀滅，
知道誰將是暴亂的首領。“
“我們不相信會有這種事，
要推翻神族——
夢也作不成，
我們將統治宇宙萬年，
永保著至高無上的權能。
“但也許真有那樣的狂徒，
竟想叫太陽從西邊上升——
如果你確有所知就該實說，
讓我們早下手懲治叛臣。

It's said you can portend, by the way,

(Zeus gives a cough discreetly quiet),

When will be the gods’ doomsday,

As well as who will lead the riot.

We neither believe that’s going to occur,

Nor the gods will fall by such a stir—

Such dreams will never come to pass at any hour,

Our rule over the universe shall forever last,

We always possess the supreme power!

Mayhap there was a mad iconoclast,

In attempt to make the sun rise from the west—

If you do know such, you must pour it out of your breast,

Let us punish the traitors as soon as we can.

“普洛米修士，你怎不想想，
你屬於神族，並不是凡人。
大河幹池塘裏也要見底，
樹倒了枝和葉怎能生存！”
“那麽你已經感到了不穩，
是嗎？宙斯，這個真是新聞。”
然而他總還是不大痛快，
甚至不感到複仇的歡欣——
……一種陰冷的絕望、恐懼，
深深地盤踞在他的心胸……

 

Prometheus, why don't you think

You belong to the gods, not mortal Man.

When rivers sink,

Rills will dry as well.

Could twigs and leaves escape hell,

When trees fall? 

So, Zeus, do you really give cues

You have felt unsettled by the urgent call?

This is truly making news!

However, Prometheus has no sense of bliss,  

As vengeance won’t give any joy to him —

 ... A chill despair and a cold fear hiss,

Both deeply grapple his heart in grim...

 

 

Tr. Ziyuzile

10/05/23