Post by rovi297 on Apr 22, 2023 2:19:57 GMT -5
普洛米修士受难的一日 - 林昭
阿波罗的金车渐渐驶近，
天边升起了嫣红的黎明，
高加索的峰岭迎着朝曦，
悬崖上，普洛米修士已经苏醒。
随着太阳的第一道光线，
地平线上疾射出两点流星：
——来了，那宙斯的惩罚使者，
她们哪天都不误时辰。
……娇丽的早晨，你几时才能
对我成为自由光明的象征……
钉住的镣链像冰冷的巨蛇，
Apollo's golden chariot draws closer,
Dawn rises from the skyline,
The peaks of the Caucasus greet the dawn light,
Prometheus has woken up on the cliff,
With the first ray of the rising sun,
Two shooting stars streak across the horizon:
— Here come the punishing messengers of Zeus,
They will never ever miss the hour any day.
--- Oh, beautiful morning, when will you be able
To become a symbol of freedom and brightness to me...
The shackles nail him down like cold pythons,
Strangled, he feels numb and painful.
呼一声拍起翅膀，他身旁
落下了两团狰狞的乌云，
铜爪猛扎进他的肋骨，
他沉默着，把牙齿咬紧。
她们急一咀慢一咀啄着，
凝结的创口又鲜血淋淋，
胸膛上裂成了锯形的长孔
袒露出一颗焰腾腾的心。
兀鹰们停了停，像是在休息，
尽管这种虐杀并不很疲困，
——有的是时间，做什么着急
With a flap of wings, beside him,
Two hideous clouds pounce upon...
...Like bronze claws digging into his ribs,
He is silent, clenching his teeth.
Now they peck, now they chew,
His coagulated wound is oozing blood again.
His chest is ripped with a saw-shaped long hole,
Here exposes a flaming heart.
The vultures take a pause, as if a respite,
Though such torture-to-kill is not tiring at all,
——Plenty of time, why hurry --
He has no possibility of resistance.
啊，这难忍的绝望的等待，
他真想喊：“快些，不要磨人”
但他终于只谋守着静默，
谁还能指望鹰犬有人性？
戏弄牺牲者对牺牲者是残酷，
对戏弄者却是游戏，刺激而高兴
一下，啄着了他活生生的心，
他痉挛起来，觉得胸膛里
敲进了一根烧红的长钉；
一下，一下，又一下，再一下，
兀鹰们贪婪地啄咬又吞吃，
Ah, such unbearable and hopeless waiting,
He really wants to shout loud:
Hurry up, do not excruciate me,
But at last, he has sought only silence,
For who could expect humanity
From those vultures and hounds?
To tease the victim is abjectly cruel to the victim,
But to teasers, it's just a game, madly exciting.
One peck, they peck at his pulsing heart,
He convulses, feeling in his chest hammered in
A burning red-hot long spike.
Once, once again, and once again,
The vultures greedily peck and devour,
They become drunkards,
Drowning in his fresh hot blood.
赤血涂红了鹰隼的利喙，
它们争夺着，撕咬那颗心，
它已经成为一团变形的血肉，
只还微微跃动着，颤抖着生命。
痛楚灼烧着他每一根神经，
他喘息着，冷汗如水般漓淋，
那儿有空气啊，他吸入的每一口，
都只是千万只纤细的银针。
佝曲的鹰爪插透了手臂，
紧叩的牙齿咬穿了嘴唇，
但受难者像岩石般静默，
听不到一声叹息或呻吟。
His blood has reddened the vultures’ beaks,
They fight for and bite his heart,
Which has become a deformed bloody mass,
Weakly pulsating, trembling with life.
The pain has burned every nerve in him,
He is gasping, cold sweat cascades,
Oh, fresh air, every breath he takes in,
They are like thousands of sharp silver needles.
The crooked vultures’ talons claw through his arm,
His clenched teeth bit through his lips,
But the sufferer is as silent as a rock,
Not a single sigh or groan is heard.
镣铐的边缘割碎了皮肉，
岩石的锋棱磨烂了骨筋，
大地上形成了锈色的底，
勾下了受难者巍然的身影。
对这苍穹他抬起双眼，
天，你要作这些暴行的见证，
可是他看到了什么，……在那里
云空中显现着宙斯的笑影。
让他笑吧，如果他再找不到
更好的办法来对我泄恨，
如果他除此以外就再不能够
The edges of the shackles shred his flesh,
The sharp edges of rocks grind his bones and tendons,
A rust-hued background is formed on the earth,
Delineating the majestic figure of the victim.
To the sky he raised his eyes,
God, you will bear witness to these atrocities,
But what has he seen? Oh, right there,
In cloudy sky, the smiling figure of Zeus appears.
Oh, let him laugh, if he cannot find better ways
To take his hatred out on me, if he can no longer
Show off his mightiness that reigns all corners;
如果他必需以鹰隼的牙爪，
向囚徒证明胜利者的光荣；
那么笑吧，握着雷霆的大神，
宙斯，我对你有些怜悯；
啄吧，受命来惩治我的兀鹰，
任你们蹂躏这片洁白的心胸，
牺牲者的血肉每天都现成，
吃饱了，把毛羽滋养得更光润。
普洛米修士微微地一笑，
宙斯居然也显示了困窘。
“问话且慢说，普洛米修士，
接受不接受，你赶快决定。”
If he must use the vultures’ talons,
To prove to the captive the glory of the victor;
“You smile then, Zeus,
Though You hold the great god of thunder,
I have some pity on you;
Come to peck, Zeus-sent vultures punish me,
Let you ravage this pure heart,
The flesh and blood of the victim is ready every day,
So, eat till you are full, to nourish your feathers,
And to make them look smoother.”
Prometheus smiles faintly,
Surprisingly, Zeus appears to be embarrassed.
Do not hasten to ask me questions, Prometheus,
Accept it or not, you’d better hurry to decide.
“我不能。”普洛米修士答道，
平静地直视宙斯的眼睛。
“火本来只应该属于人类，
怎能够把它永藏在天庭？
哪怕是没有我偷下火种，
人们自己也找得到光明。
“人有了屋子怎会再钻洞？
鸟进了森林怎会再投笼？
有了火就会有火种留下，
飓风刮不灭，洪水淹不尽。
“火将要把人类引向解放，
我劝你再不必白白劳神，
无论怎么样，无论那一个
No, I cannot, replies Prometheus,
Calmly looking directly into Zeus' eyes.
Fire should belong to human beings,
How can only your heaven possess it forever?
Even if I didn’t steal the fire,
People can still find light themselves.
When a man has his house, how can he dig a cave to live?
How can a bird like a cage after entering the woods?
Where there is fire, there will be tinder,
Which no hurricane can blow out,
Which no flood can swallow.
Fire will lead man to liberation and salvation,
I’d advise you’d not hassle yourself in vain,
Oh, whatever or however,
No way could you douse the fire in the world.
“神族这样的统治那能持久，
你难道听不见这遍野怨声？
贱民的血泪会把众神淹死，
奥林匹斯宫殿将化作灰尘！
“何必问未来暴动谁是首领
要伸张正义的都是你敌人
你自己种瓜得瓜种豆得豆
说不定杀你的就是你至亲。”
“住口！停止你恶毒的诅咒，”
宙斯两眼冒火脸色变青，
他扬起雷电槌劈空一击，
How can the rule of the gods last for good?
Didn’t you hear the grievances all over the world?
The blood and tears of the beings will drown the gods,
The Palace of Olympus will be reduced to dust!”
Why ask who will champion the future uprisings?
Those who seek justice will be your foes!
You reap what you sow,
It would be your closest kins who killed you.
Shut the hell up! Stop your vicious curses,
Zeus's eyes glow with his livid face,
He raises his lightning rod and strikes the air,
Thunders bolt, mountains shake, and the land quakes.
“警告你，我不会轻易饶恕，
切莫要太信任我的宽仁！”
“谁会把你和宽仁联到一起，
那简直辱没了宙斯的英名。”
“用不着再跟我说长道短，
一句话：你到底答不答应？”
“重要的并不是我的意愿，
我无法改变事情的进程。”
“你就这么肯定我们要失败，
哼，瞧着吧，神族将万世永存。”
“何必还重复陈旧的神话，
I warn you, I will not forgive easily,
Don't put too much trust in my generosity!
Who would link you with kindness?
That simply smears Zeus's fame.
Don't talk like that anymore,
One word, do you agree, or not?
No, it's not my will that counts,
I cannot change the course.
You're so sure we are going to fail,
Hmph, just wait and see,
The gods will last forever.
Oh, why repeat old myths,
Ask yourself if you can regard it as real.
“谁道我胜不过贱民叛徒？
谁敢造反我就把它荡平！”
“我知道在这方面你最英武，
但走多了夜路准碰上冤魂。”
“你只能用诅咒来安慰自己，”
“这不是诅咒，而是未来的显影。”
“未来怎样已经与你无涉，
你还是光想法救救自身。”
“你可以把我磨碎，只要你高兴，
但丝毫救不了你们的危运。”
“你的头脑是不是花岗岩石？”
“不，是真理保守了它的坚贞。”
Who said I cannot defeat the lowly traitors?
Whoever dares to rebel, I will wipe them out!
I know you are most valiant in this,
But if you walk at night a lot
You will run into wronged innocent souls.
You can only comfort yourself with curses,
This is not a curse, but a proof of the future.
Whatever the future will be like,
It has nothing to do with you,
You’d better try to save yourself.
You can grind me up if you please,
But it cannot save your fate at all.
Is your mind made of granite?
No, it's the truth that keeps it unyielding.
“这么说你要与我为敌到底。”
“被你认作敌人我感到光荣。”
“我叫你到地狱里去见鬼！”
宙斯怒火万丈吼了一声，
雷电槌对准普洛米修士打击，
只听得轰隆隆像地裂天崩。
半边山峰向深谷里倒下，
满空中飞沙走石伴着雷鸣，
电光像妖蛇在黑云中乱闪，
真好比世界末日地狱现形。
宙斯挥动着手中的梭子，
狞笑着腾身飞上了层云，
“谁说我惩治不了你？等着！
So, you are determined to be my foe to the end.
I am honored to be viewed as your foe.
Go to hell! Zeus roars angrily,
The lightning rod hits Prometheus,
At once, a loud rumble rises,
Like the earth cracking,
Like the sky shattering,
Half of the alp falls into the deep dale,
Sand and rocks fly in the thunder,
Lightning flashes like evil snakes in the black clouds,
As if hell looming up, the world vanishing.
Zeus wields the shuttle in his hand,
With heinous grin, he soars into the clouds,
Who says I cannot punish you? Wait!
I will not let you die now,
But I will skin you alive,
I will rupture your tendons!
对于被锁链捆绑的勇士，
对于失去抵抗能力的囚人，
对于一切不幸被俘的仇敌，
你们的英武确实无可比伦。
是听清了受难者无言的心声，
还是辛辣的味觉使它们眩晕
它们激怒了，猛一下四爪齐伸，
那颗伤残的心便被扯作两份。
普洛米修士昏晕了，他好像
忽然向暗黑的深渊下沉，
胸膛里有一团地狱的烙铁，
烧烤着，使他的呼吸因而停顿。
To the valor tied in fetters,
For the prisoners lost their resistance,
To all unfortunate captives,
Your formidable prowess is truly incomparable.
The silent speech of the victims,
Or the spicy taste makes them dizzy.
They are enraged, stretching out all four claws...
That maimed heart is immediately torn in half.
Prometheus passed out,
He seems suddenly sinking into the dark abyss,
A branding iron burns like hell in his chest,
Grilling, sizzling, his breath stopped.
（二）
高加索山岭清凉的微风，
亲吻着囚徒焦裂的嘴唇，
花岗岩也在颤动而叹息，
它想把普洛米修士摇醒。
山林女神们悄然地飞落，
像朵朵轻盈美丽的彩云，
用她们柔软湿润的长发，
揩拭受难者胸前的血腥。
她们的眼眶里满含泪水，
她们的声音像山泉低吟——
醒来，醒来啊，可敬的囚人，
From the Caucasus Mountains,
A cool breeze blows down,
Kissing the prisoner’s cracked lips,
The granite around tremble and sigh,
They attempt to shake Prometheus awake.
The mountain nymphs quietly descend,
Each like a beautiful rosy cloud,
With their soft and wet long hair,
They wipe the victim’s bleeding chest.
Their eyes are filled with tears,
Their voices like murmuring mountain springs—
Wake up, wake up, esteemed prisoner,
Life is hailing, you must respond.
鹰隼啄食了你的心肺，
铁链捆束着你的肉身，
但你的灵魂比风更自由，
你的意志比岩石更坚韧。
忽然间正北方响起雷声，
太阳隐、乌云翻、惨雾雰雰，
女神们惊叫了一声“宙斯！”
仓惶地四散隐没了身形。
来了，轻车简从的宙斯，
两肩上栖息着那对兀鹰，
他在普洛米修士头边降落，
Though the vultures can peck your heart,
And devour your lungs,
And the shackles fetter your body,
Your soul is freer than the wind,
Your will is stronger than a rock.
Suddenly thunders roar in the north,
The sun hides out, the clouds tumble,
The atmosphere turns awful,
The nymphs exclaimed, Zeus!
Scattering in panic and disappeared.
Here comes Zeus, with his entourages,
On his shoulders perch the pair of vultures,
He lands near the head of Prometheus,
Bending down to look at the prisoner's scars.
看着那纹丝无损的锁链，
看着那血锈班班的岩层，
唇边泛起一个满意的微笑，
他嘲弄地问道：“怎么样，嗯？”
……囚徒从容地看了他一眼
目光是那么锋利和坚定，
宙斯不由得后退了一步，
觉得在他面前无处存身。
尽管他全身被钉在岩上，
能动弹的只有嘴巴眼睛；
尽管他躺在这穷山僻野，
远离开人群，无助而孤零。
Looking at the perfect fetters,
Looking at the blood-rusted rocks,
A satisfied smile on his lips,
He asks mockingly,
How is it, huh?
The prisoner looks at him with a calm glance,
His eye so sharp and determined,
Zeus takes a step back involuntarily,
He feels he had no place to hide before him.
Although he is nailed to the rock,
Only his mouth and eyes can move,
Although he lies in this mountain,
Far away, barren, helpless and alone.
但这些都安慰不了宙斯，
对着他只觉得刺促不宁，
——他到底保有着什么力量，
竟足以威胁神族的生存！
“怎么样？”他又重复了一句，
口气已变得亲切而和温，
山顶上是不是嫌冷了一些？
不过这空气倒真叫清新。
“可恨是这两头？毛孽畜，
闻到点血就说啥都不听，
我早已叫它们适当照顾，
None of these can comfort Zeus at all,
Staring at him, feeling uneasy and agitated,
—what the hell power does he possess,
Which is powerful enough to threaten
The very existence of heavens!
How? he asks again.
The tone becomes a bit soft and amiable,
Is it too cold on the mountaintop?
Anyway, the air is quite fresh here.
You must hate these two feathered friends, right?
Alas, as soon as they smell some blood,
They immediately become deaf to my words.
I did tell them to take care of you properly,
But I don't know if they listened to me or not?
“有什么要求你不妨提出，
能够办到的我总可答应……”
普洛米修士静静地回答：
“多谢你无微不至的关心。”
“有什么要求：囚犯——就是囚犯
锁链和兀鹰都无非本份。
只望你收起些伪善，行么？
那对我真胜似任何酷刑。”
宙斯装作像不曾听清，
“阿？——我看你有些情绪低沉，。
那又何必呢？回头处是岸，
Do you have any request, please let me know,
If I can do it, I will always promise...
Prometheus replied soberly:
Thank you for your kindness.
Any request: Prisoners are prisoners.
Shackles and vultures are nothing but duty.
I just hope you take off your hypocrisy, okay?
For that outdoes any torture to me.’
Zeus pretends he did not clearly hear his words,
Ah? – you are a bit depressed. But why bother?
As soon as you turn your boat back,
The shore will be right there for you.
Do not be afraid of any big sins, if you repent...
“你不想再回到奥林比斯，
在天上享受那安富尊荣？
你不想重新进入神族家，
和我们同优游欢乐升平？”
“可以答复你，宙斯，我不想，
我厌恶你们的歌舞升平，
今天我遭受着囚禁迫害，
但我不认为自己是罪人。”
“好吧。那你总还希望自由，
总也想解除惩罚和监禁，
难道你不响往像常时日，
Don’t you wish to go back to Olympus
To relish the riches and honor in heaven?
Don’t you wish to rejoin the gods
To revel in leisure and pleasure?
I can answer you, Zeus,
No, I don't wish at all,
For I heartily disdain your decadence.
Today I am imprisoned and persecuted,
But I don't consider myself a sinner.
Well, then don’t you wish for
Acquittal of punishment and imprisonment?
Don't you wish to relive your good old days ---
--- feeling free to ride clouds, to soar in the skies,
To swim in oceans, and to chase winds as you like?
“长话短说罢，你到底要怎么？
是的！我酷爱自由胜似生命。
可假如它索取某种代价，
我宁肯接受永远的监禁。”
“不过是这样，普洛米修士，
我们不愿人间留半点火星，
火只该供天神焚香燔食，
那能够给贱民取暖照明！
“当初是你从天上偷下火种，
现在也由你去消灭干净，
为了奥林比斯神族的利益，
Alright, long story short, what do you want?
Yes! I love freedom more than life.
But if it demands a price,
I’d rather accept eternal imprisonment.
What?... Prometheus, we don't allow half a spark
To be left in the mortal world,
Fire only for gods in celestial world,
To burn incense and cook food,
How can it warm and light the untouchables?
It was none other than you
Who stole the fire from celestial palace,
Now it should be you to put it out.
For the best interest of the Olympians,
You must shoulder this grave responsibility.
“还有由于你那前知的能力，
（宙斯矜持地咳嗽了一声），
据说你预知神族的毁灭，
知道谁将是暴乱的首领。“
“我们不相信会有这种事，
要推翻神族——
梦也作不成，
我们将统治宇宙万年，
永保着至高无上的权能。
“但也许真有那样的狂徒，
竟想叫太阳从西边上升——
如果你确有所知就该实说，
By the by, your power of prophecy,
(Zeus coughs solemnly),
It is said that you have foreknowledge
Of the doomsday of heavens,
As well as who will be the leader of the riot.
We don't believe it's going to happen,
To overthrow the gods—
Such dreams will never come true,
We shall rule the universe for eons,
Always possess the supreme power.
But perhaps there are such mad persons,
In attempt to make the sun rise from the west—
If you do know something, you must pour it all out,
Let us punish the traitors as soon as possible.
“普洛米修士，你怎不想想，
你属于神族，并不是凡人。
大河干池塘里也要见底，
树倒了枝和叶怎能生存！”
“那么你已经感到了不稳，
是吗？宙斯，这个真是新闻。”
然而他总还是不大痛快，
甚至不感到复仇的欢欣——
……一种阴冷的绝望、恐惧，
深深地盘踞在他的心胸……
Why don't you think, Prometheus?
You belong to the gods, not mortals!
When the river is drained out,
The pond will die as well,
How can twigs and leaves survive when the tree falls?
So, does it mean, Zeus,
You have already felt unsteady?
This is truly news!
However, he is not happy,
Not even feel any joy of vengeance—
... A chill despair, a cold fear,
Deeply grapple his chest...
（三）
紫色的黄昏向山后沉落，
灰暗的暮霭一点点加深，
残损的山峰却依然屹立，
夜空衬出它深黑的剪影。
普洛米修士悠悠地醒转，
头颅里一阵阵嗡嗡乱鸣，
砂石埋没了他半个身子，
血污糊住了他一双眼睛。
头上有温热的液体流下，
鼻孔里扑入浓厚的血腥，
他伸出浮肿而木浊的舌头，
The purple dusk descends behind the alps,
The dusky clouds are darkening,
The maimed mountain still stands,
Its dark silhouette against the night sky.
Prometheus is waking up slowly,
With buzzing in his head,
The gravels have buried half of his body,
The blood has concealed his eyes.
A warm fluid flows down from his head,
A strong smell of blood attacks his nostrils,
He sticks out his swollen and numb tongue,
Licking his own blood to moisten his lips.
他用力撑开粘连的眼皮，
看见了几点稀少的？星，
下弦月淡淡地挂在天际，
夜风送来了果树的清芬。
啊，夜，你是多么宁静，
大地啊，你睡得多么深沉。
越过广袤的空间，我看见，
五谷的田野，繁花和森林，
江湖水滟滟似银，大地母亲，
你好像披着幅奇丽的绣锦。
从远古到如今，你每时每日
He is forcing open his glued eyelids,
A few stars twinkle into his sight,
The crescent hangs faintly in the sky,
The night wind brings the fragrance of fruit trees.
O dear night, how peaceful you are,
O vast land, how deeply you repose.
Across the magnificent space,
I see fields, flowers, and forests,
Rivers and lakes glisten like sparkling silver,
Mother Earth, you seem to wear a bonny brocade.
Every day, from ancient times to the present,
You nourish and nurture billions of living beings.
多少人辛勤地开阔与垦植，
大地，你一天天焕发着青春。
可是为什么，你年年血泪，
只是给众神贡献出祭品！
我喝过流在你身上的水，
清澈的水是那么苦涩而酸辛，
你胸中迸发出沉重的叹息，
你憔悴，还有你的子孙。
什么时候，大地，你才能新生，
能够理解被榨取的命运，
啊！万能的人类永恒的母亲
How many people toil and plough,
O, vast land, you glow with youth vigor every day.
But why? your blood and tears, every year,
Are just offering sacrifices to the gods!
I drink the water that flows on you,
The clear water so bitter and sour,
A heavy sigh bursts from your breast,
You look so haggard,
So do your kids and grandkids.
O, vast land, when will you resurrect,
To understand the fate of being suppressed,
O, Almighty Eternal Mother of Mankind,
In my chest it is surging your love,
我知道，一旦你开始觉醒和翻腾，
巍峨的奥林比斯将冰消雪崩——
远远地，在沉睡的大地上，
暗黑中出现了一线光明，
“火”，普洛米修士微笑地想着，
痛楚、饥渴霎时都忘个干净。
那一点化成三点、七点、无数，
像大群飞萤在原野上落定，
但它们是那么皎红而灼热，
使星月都黯然失去了晶莹。
这么多了……好快，连我都难相信，
它们就来自我那粒小小的火星，
半粒火点燃了千百万亿处，
光明，你的生命力有多么旺盛，
燃烧吧“火”，？在囚禁中。
I know that once you start waking and churning,
Mighty Olympus will avalanche —
From afar, on the slumbering vast land,
There rises a ray of light in the darkness,
Fire, thought Prometheus with a smile,
Pain, hunger, and thirst are all forgotten instantly.
One spark turns into three sparks, seven, countless,
They like flocks of fireflies descend on the wild fields,
But they are so red and hot,
Outshining the stars and the moon.
So much... so fast, which I cannot even believe,
They come from my little spark,
Half a spark has ignited billions of places,
Light, how strong your life is,
‘Fire, fire up, though in captivity.
我祝愿你——
燃烧在正直的出生的火温里，
让他们凭你诵读真理的教训，
把血写的诗篇一代代留下，
为历史悲剧作无情的见证。
燃烧在正义的战士的火炬上，
指引他们英勇地战斗行军，
把火种遍撒到万方万处，
直到最后一仗都凯旋得胜，
燃烧，火啊，燃烧在这漫漫的长夜，
冲破这黑暗的如死的宁静，
向人们预告那灿烂的黎明，
而当真正的黎明终于来到，
人类在自由的晨光中欢腾，
I wish you—
Burning in the fire of righteous birth,
Let them read from you the lesson of truth,
Passing the psalms written in blood on...
...from generation to generation,
A relentless witness to the historical tragedy.
Burning on the torch of the righteous warriors,
To guide them to soldier on and battle gallantly,
Let the fire spread everywhere,
Victory to victory until the last battle,
Fire, fire up to burn in the long night,
Piercing through this dark and deathly stillness,
To herald the bright dawn to the people,
And when the dawn of truth finally comes,
Man will rejoice in the morning light of freedom,
火啊，你要燃烧在每一具炉灶里，
叫寒冷、饥饿永离开人们，
让孩子拍起手在炉前跳舞，
老年人围着火笑语殷殷。
凝望那大野上满地灯火，
臆想着未来光辉的前景，
就像正遨游在浩渺的太空，
他觉得精神昂扬而振奋。
今晚有多少人在灯下奋笔，
记载人民的苦难和觉醒，
多少人正对灯拔剑起舞，
火光映红了多少颗急跳的心！
O Fire, burning in every stove,
Keeps cold and hunger away
From people forever,
Let all children clap their hands
Dancing in front of the fire,
Let the elderlies laugh and talk
Eagerly around the fire.
Gazing at the lights on the vast land,
He contemplates the bright future,
Like traveling in the vast space,
He feels invigorated and uplifted.
How many people are writing
Under the lamp tonight,
To record people’s suffering and awakening,
And how many are dancing, swords in hands,
In front of the lamp,
How many jumping hearts are reddened by the flames!
人啊！我喜欢呼唤你响亮的
高贵的名字，大地的子民，
作为一个弟兄，我深情地
呼唤：人啊，我多么爱你们！
你们是渺小的，但是又伟大；
你们是朴拙的，但是又聪明；
你们是善良的，但是当生活
已经不能忍受，你们将奋起斗争！
起来啊！抛弃那些圣书神语，
砸烂所有的偶像和香灯，
把它们踩在脚下，向奥林比斯
索还作一个自由人的命运！
O, Man! I like calling your noble name loud ---
--- Sons and daughters of the vast land,
As a brother, I affectionately call:
O people, how much I love you!
You are small, but great;
You are simple, yet wise;
You are kind, but when life turns unbearable,
You will fight! C’mon, rise up!
Toss away those “books with holy words,
Smash all the idols and incense lamps,
Trample them under your feet,
To Olympus
You claim back the fate of a free man!
还能忍受吗？这些黑暗的
可耻的年代，结束它们，
不惧怕雅典娜的战甲
不迷信阿波罗的威灵，
更不听宙斯的教训或恫吓，
他们一个都不会留存。
人啊，众神将要毁灭而你们
大地的主人，却将骄傲地永生，
那一天，当奥林比斯在你们
的千丈怒火中崩倒，我身上的
锁链也将同时消失，像日光下的寒冰。
Can you still bear on?
---these dark and shameful ages must End!
Do not fear Athena's armor!
Do not believe in Apollo's mighty spirit!
Do not listen to the threats of Zeus!
None of them will survive.
O, Man, the gods shall perish,
But the master of the vast land,
You will live with pride forever,
One day when Olympus collapses
In your sky-soaring rage,
The shackles will disappear at once,
Like ice in the sun.
那时候，人啊，我将欢欣地起立，
我将以自己受难的创痕，
向你们证明我兄弟的感情：
我和你们一起，为着那，
奥林比斯的覆灭而凯歌欢庆……
在澎湃如潮的灼热的激情里，
普洛米修士翘望着黎明，
他彻夜在粗砺的岩石上辗转。
At that moment, man, I will rise with joy,
With the scars of my suffering, I will prove to you,
My brotherly affection:
I am with you for that ---
--- to celebrate the perish of Olympus...
In the tide of burning passion,
Prometheus is gazing to the dawn,
All night long,
He is tossing and turning on rough rocks.
Tr. Ziyuzile
(To be revised)
21/04/23
（363行）
（以下文字根据档案照片整理）
（一）
天边升起了嫣红的黎明，
高加索的峰岭迎着朝曦，
悬崖上，普洛米修士已经苏醒。
随着太阳的第一道光线，
地平线上疾射出两点流星：
——来了，那宙斯的惩罚使者，
她们哪天都不误时辰。
……娇丽的早晨，你几时才能
对我成为自由光明的象征……
钉住的镣链像冰冷的巨蛇，
捆得他浑身麻木而疼痛。
Dawn rises from the skyline,
The peaks of the Caucasus greet the dawn light,
Prometheus has woken up on the cliff,
With the first ray of the rising sun,
Two shooting stars streak across the horizon:
— Here come the punishing messengers of Zeus,
They will never ever miss the hour any day.
--- Oh, beautiful morning, when will you be able
To become a symbol of freedom and brightness to me...
The shackles nail him down like cold pythons,
Strangled, he feels numb and painful.
呼一声拍起翅膀，他身旁
落下了两团狰狞的乌云，
铜爪猛扎进他的肋骨，
他沉默着，把牙齿咬紧。
她们急一咀慢一咀啄着，
凝结的创口又鲜血淋淋，
胸膛上裂成了锯形的长孔
袒露出一颗焰腾腾的心。
兀鹰们停了停，像是在休息，
尽管这种虐杀并不很疲困，
——有的是时间，做什么着急
他没有任何抵抗的可能。
Two hideous clouds pounce upon...
...Like bronze claws digging into his ribs,
He is silent, clenching his teeth.
Now they peck, now they chew,
His coagulated wound is oozing blood again.
His chest is ripped with a saw-shaped long hole,
Here exposes a flaming heart.
The vultures take a pause, as if a respite,
Though such torture-to-kill is not tiring at all,
——Plenty of time, why hurry --
He has no possibility of resistance.
啊，这难忍的绝望的等待，
他真想喊：“快些，不要磨人”
但他终于只谋守着静默，
谁还能指望鹰犬有人性？
戏弄牺牲者对牺牲者是残酷，
对戏弄者却是游戏，刺激而高兴
一下，啄着了他活生生的心，
他痉挛起来，觉得胸膛里
敲进了一根烧红的长钉；
一下，一下，又一下，再一下，
兀鹰们贪婪地啄咬又吞吃，
新鲜的热血使它们酩酊。
He really wants to shout loud:
Hurry up, do not excruciate me,
But at last, he has sought only silence,
For who could expect humanity
From those vultures and hounds?
To tease the victim is abjectly cruel to the victim,
But to teasers, it's just a game, madly exciting.
One peck, they peck at his pulsing heart,
He convulses, feeling in his chest hammered in
A burning red-hot long spike.
Once, once again, and once again,
The vultures greedily peck and devour,
They become drunkards,
Drowning in his fresh hot blood.
赤血涂红了鹰隼的利喙，
它们争夺着，撕咬那颗心，
它已经成为一团变形的血肉，
只还微微跃动着，颤抖着生命。
痛楚灼烧着他每一根神经，
他喘息着，冷汗如水般漓淋，
那儿有空气啊，他吸入的每一口，
都只是千万只纤细的银针。
佝曲的鹰爪插透了手臂，
紧叩的牙齿咬穿了嘴唇，
但受难者像岩石般静默，
听不到一声叹息或呻吟。
His blood has reddened the vultures’ beaks,
They fight for and bite his heart,
Which has become a deformed bloody mass,
Weakly pulsating, trembling with life.
The pain has burned every nerve in him,
He is gasping, cold sweat cascades,
Oh, fresh air, every breath he takes in,
They are like thousands of sharp silver needles.
The crooked vultures’ talons claw through his arm,
His clenched teeth bit through his lips,
But the sufferer is as silent as a rock,
Not a single sigh or groan is heard.
镣铐的边缘割碎了皮肉，
岩石的锋棱磨烂了骨筋，
大地上形成了锈色的底，
勾下了受难者巍然的身影。
对这苍穹他抬起双眼，
天，你要作这些暴行的见证，
可是他看到了什么，……在那里
云空中显现着宙斯的笑影。
让他笑吧，如果他再找不到
更好的办法来对我泄恨，
如果他除此以外就再不能够
表现他君临万方的赫赫威灵；
The sharp edges of rocks grind his bones and tendons,
A rust-hued background is formed on the earth,
Delineating the majestic figure of the victim.
To the sky he raised his eyes,
God, you will bear witness to these atrocities,
But what has he seen? Oh, right there,
In cloudy sky, the smiling figure of Zeus appears.
Oh, let him laugh, if he cannot find better ways
To take his hatred out on me, if he can no longer
Show off his mightiness that reigns all corners;
如果他必需以鹰隼的牙爪，
向囚徒证明胜利者的光荣；
那么笑吧，握着雷霆的大神，
宙斯，我对你有些怜悯；
啄吧，受命来惩治我的兀鹰，
任你们蹂躏这片洁白的心胸，
牺牲者的血肉每天都现成，
吃饱了，把毛羽滋养得更光润。
普洛米修士微微地一笑，
宙斯居然也显示了困窘。
“问话且慢说，普洛米修士，
接受不接受，你赶快决定。”
If he must use the vultures’ talons,
To prove to the captive the glory of the victor;
“You smile then, Zeus,
Though You hold the great god of thunder,
I have some pity on you;
Come to peck, Zeus-sent vultures punish me,
Let you ravage this pure heart,
The flesh and blood of the victim is ready every day,
So, eat till you are full, to nourish your feathers,
And to make them look smoother.”
Prometheus smiles faintly,
Surprisingly, Zeus appears to be embarrassed.
Do not hasten to ask me questions, Prometheus,
Accept it or not, you’d better hurry to decide.
“我不能。”普洛米修士答道，
平静地直视宙斯的眼睛。
“火本来只应该属于人类，
怎能够把它永藏在天庭？
哪怕是没有我偷下火种，
人们自己也找得到光明。
“人有了屋子怎会再钻洞？
鸟进了森林怎会再投笼？
有了火就会有火种留下，
飓风刮不灭，洪水淹不尽。
“火将要把人类引向解放，
我劝你再不必白白劳神，
无论怎么样，无论那一个
想消灭人间的火已经不成。
Calmly looking directly into Zeus' eyes.
Fire should belong to human beings,
How can only your heaven possess it forever?
Even if I didn’t steal the fire,
People can still find light themselves.
When a man has his house, how can he dig a cave to live?
How can a bird like a cage after entering the woods?
Where there is fire, there will be tinder,
Which no hurricane can blow out,
Which no flood can swallow.
Fire will lead man to liberation and salvation,
I’d advise you’d not hassle yourself in vain,
Oh, whatever or however,
No way could you douse the fire in the world.
“神族这样的统治那能持久，
你难道听不见这遍野怨声？
贱民的血泪会把众神淹死，
奥林匹斯宫殿将化作灰尘！
“何必问未来暴动谁是首领
要伸张正义的都是你敌人
你自己种瓜得瓜种豆得豆
说不定杀你的就是你至亲。”
“住口！停止你恶毒的诅咒，”
宙斯两眼冒火脸色变青，
他扬起雷电槌劈空一击，
平地上霹雳起山摇地震。
Didn’t you hear the grievances all over the world?
The blood and tears of the beings will drown the gods,
The Palace of Olympus will be reduced to dust!”
Why ask who will champion the future uprisings?
Those who seek justice will be your foes!
You reap what you sow,
It would be your closest kins who killed you.
Shut the hell up! Stop your vicious curses,
Zeus's eyes glow with his livid face,
He raises his lightning rod and strikes the air,
Thunders bolt, mountains shake, and the land quakes.
“警告你，我不会轻易饶恕，
切莫要太信任我的宽仁！”
“谁会把你和宽仁联到一起，
那简直辱没了宙斯的英名。”
“用不着再跟我说长道短，
一句话：你到底答不答应？”
“重要的并不是我的意愿，
我无法改变事情的进程。”
“你就这么肯定我们要失败，
哼，瞧着吧，神族将万世永存。”
“何必还重复陈旧的神话，
问问你自己可把它当真。”
Don't put too much trust in my generosity!
Who would link you with kindness?
That simply smears Zeus's fame.
Don't talk like that anymore,
One word, do you agree, or not?
No, it's not my will that counts,
I cannot change the course.
You're so sure we are going to fail,
Hmph, just wait and see,
The gods will last forever.
Oh, why repeat old myths,
Ask yourself if you can regard it as real.
“谁道我胜不过贱民叛徒？
谁敢造反我就把它荡平！”
“我知道在这方面你最英武，
但走多了夜路准碰上冤魂。”
“你只能用诅咒来安慰自己，”
“这不是诅咒，而是未来的显影。”
“未来怎样已经与你无涉，
你还是光想法救救自身。”
“你可以把我磨碎，只要你高兴，
但丝毫救不了你们的危运。”
“你的头脑是不是花岗岩石？”
“不，是真理保守了它的坚贞。”
Who said I cannot defeat the lowly traitors?
Whoever dares to rebel, I will wipe them out!
I know you are most valiant in this,
But if you walk at night a lot
You will run into wronged innocent souls.
You can only comfort yourself with curses,
This is not a curse, but a proof of the future.
Whatever the future will be like,
It has nothing to do with you,
You’d better try to save yourself.
You can grind me up if you please,
But it cannot save your fate at all.
Is your mind made of granite?
No, it's the truth that keeps it unyielding.
“这么说你要与我为敌到底。”
“被你认作敌人我感到光荣。”
“我叫你到地狱里去见鬼！”
宙斯怒火万丈吼了一声，
雷电槌对准普洛米修士打击，
只听得轰隆隆像地裂天崩。
半边山峰向深谷里倒下，
满空中飞沙走石伴着雷鸣，
电光像妖蛇在黑云中乱闪，
真好比世界末日地狱现形。
宙斯挥动着手中的梭子，
狞笑着腾身飞上了层云，
“谁说我惩治不了你？等着！
不叫你死，剥皮抽你的筋！”
I am honored to be viewed as your foe.
Go to hell! Zeus roars angrily,
The lightning rod hits Prometheus,
At once, a loud rumble rises,
Like the earth cracking,
Like the sky shattering,
Half of the alp falls into the deep dale,
Sand and rocks fly in the thunder,
Lightning flashes like evil snakes in the black clouds,
As if hell looming up, the world vanishing.
Zeus wields the shuttle in his hand,
With heinous grin, he soars into the clouds,
Who says I cannot punish you? Wait!
I will not let you die now,
But I will skin you alive,
I will rupture your tendons!
对于被锁链捆绑的勇士，
对于失去抵抗能力的囚人，
对于一切不幸被俘的仇敌，
你们的英武确实无可比伦。
是听清了受难者无言的心声，
还是辛辣的味觉使它们眩晕
它们激怒了，猛一下四爪齐伸，
那颗伤残的心便被扯作两份。
普洛米修士昏晕了，他好像
忽然向暗黑的深渊下沉，
胸膛里有一团地狱的烙铁，
烧烤着，使他的呼吸因而停顿。
To the valor tied in fetters,
For the prisoners lost their resistance,
To all unfortunate captives,
Your formidable prowess is truly incomparable.
The silent speech of the victims,
Or the spicy taste makes them dizzy.
They are enraged, stretching out all four claws...
That maimed heart is immediately torn in half.
Prometheus passed out,
He seems suddenly sinking into the dark abyss,
A branding iron burns like hell in his chest,
Grilling, sizzling, his breath stopped.
（二）
高加索山岭清凉的微风，
亲吻着囚徒焦裂的嘴唇，
花岗岩也在颤动而叹息，
它想把普洛米修士摇醒。
山林女神们悄然地飞落，
像朵朵轻盈美丽的彩云，
用她们柔软湿润的长发，
揩拭受难者胸前的血腥。
她们的眼眶里满含泪水，
她们的声音像山泉低吟——
醒来，醒来啊，可敬的囚人，
生命在呼唤着，你要回应。
A cool breeze blows down,
Kissing the prisoner’s cracked lips,
The granite around tremble and sigh,
They attempt to shake Prometheus awake.
The mountain nymphs quietly descend,
Each like a beautiful rosy cloud,
With their soft and wet long hair,
They wipe the victim’s bleeding chest.
Their eyes are filled with tears,
Their voices like murmuring mountain springs—
Wake up, wake up, esteemed prisoner,
Life is hailing, you must respond.
鹰隼啄食了你的心肺，
铁链捆束着你的肉身，
但你的灵魂比风更自由，
你的意志比岩石更坚韧。
忽然间正北方响起雷声，
太阳隐、乌云翻、惨雾雰雰，
女神们惊叫了一声“宙斯！”
仓惶地四散隐没了身形。
来了，轻车简从的宙斯，
两肩上栖息着那对兀鹰，
他在普洛米修士头边降落，
俯下身察看囚徒的创痕。
And devour your lungs,
And the shackles fetter your body,
Your soul is freer than the wind,
Your will is stronger than a rock.
Suddenly thunders roar in the north,
The sun hides out, the clouds tumble,
The atmosphere turns awful,
The nymphs exclaimed, Zeus!
Scattering in panic and disappeared.
Here comes Zeus, with his entourages,
On his shoulders perch the pair of vultures,
He lands near the head of Prometheus,
Bending down to look at the prisoner's scars.
看着那纹丝无损的锁链，
看着那血锈班班的岩层，
唇边泛起一个满意的微笑，
他嘲弄地问道：“怎么样，嗯？”
……囚徒从容地看了他一眼
目光是那么锋利和坚定，
宙斯不由得后退了一步，
觉得在他面前无处存身。
尽管他全身被钉在岩上，
能动弹的只有嘴巴眼睛；
尽管他躺在这穷山僻野，
远离开人群，无助而孤零。
Looking at the perfect fetters,
Looking at the blood-rusted rocks,
A satisfied smile on his lips,
He asks mockingly,
How is it, huh?
The prisoner looks at him with a calm glance,
His eye so sharp and determined,
Zeus takes a step back involuntarily,
He feels he had no place to hide before him.
Although he is nailed to the rock,
Only his mouth and eyes can move,
Although he lies in this mountain,
Far away, barren, helpless and alone.
但这些都安慰不了宙斯，
对着他只觉得刺促不宁，
——他到底保有着什么力量，
竟足以威胁神族的生存！
“怎么样？”他又重复了一句，
口气已变得亲切而和温，
山顶上是不是嫌冷了一些？
不过这空气倒真叫清新。
“可恨是这两头？毛孽畜，
闻到点血就说啥都不听，
我早已叫它们适当照顾，
不知道它们有没有遵行。
Staring at him, feeling uneasy and agitated,
—what the hell power does he possess,
Which is powerful enough to threaten
The very existence of heavens!
How? he asks again.
The tone becomes a bit soft and amiable,
Is it too cold on the mountaintop?
Anyway, the air is quite fresh here.
You must hate these two feathered friends, right?
Alas, as soon as they smell some blood,
They immediately become deaf to my words.
I did tell them to take care of you properly,
But I don't know if they listened to me or not?
“有什么要求你不妨提出，
能够办到的我总可答应……”
普洛米修士静静地回答：
“多谢你无微不至的关心。”
“有什么要求：囚犯——就是囚犯
锁链和兀鹰都无非本份。
只望你收起些伪善，行么？
那对我真胜似任何酷刑。”
宙斯装作像不曾听清，
“阿？——我看你有些情绪低沉，。
那又何必呢？回头处是岸，
不怕有多大罪悔过就成。
If I can do it, I will always promise...
Prometheus replied soberly:
Thank you for your kindness.
Any request: Prisoners are prisoners.
Shackles and vultures are nothing but duty.
I just hope you take off your hypocrisy, okay?
For that outdoes any torture to me.’
Zeus pretends he did not clearly hear his words,
Ah? – you are a bit depressed. But why bother?
As soon as you turn your boat back,
The shore will be right there for you.
Do not be afraid of any big sins, if you repent...
“你不想再回到奥林比斯，
在天上享受那安富尊荣？
你不想重新进入神族家，
和我们同优游欢乐升平？”
“可以答复你，宙斯，我不想，
我厌恶你们的歌舞升平，
今天我遭受着囚禁迫害，
但我不认为自己是罪人。”
“好吧。那你总还希望自由，
总也想解除惩罚和监禁，
难道你不响往像常时日，
随心意飞天过海追风驾云”。
To relish the riches and honor in heaven?
Don’t you wish to rejoin the gods
To revel in leisure and pleasure?
I can answer you, Zeus,
No, I don't wish at all,
For I heartily disdain your decadence.
Today I am imprisoned and persecuted,
But I don't consider myself a sinner.
Well, then don’t you wish for
Acquittal of punishment and imprisonment?
Don't you wish to relive your good old days ---
--- feeling free to ride clouds, to soar in the skies,
To swim in oceans, and to chase winds as you like?
“长话短说罢，你到底要怎么？
是的！我酷爱自由胜似生命。
可假如它索取某种代价，
我宁肯接受永远的监禁。”
“不过是这样，普洛米修士，
我们不愿人间留半点火星，
火只该供天神焚香燔食，
那能够给贱民取暖照明！
“当初是你从天上偷下火种，
现在也由你去消灭干净，
为了奥林比斯神族的利益，
你应当负起这严重的责任。
Yes! I love freedom more than life.
But if it demands a price,
I’d rather accept eternal imprisonment.
What?... Prometheus, we don't allow half a spark
To be left in the mortal world,
Fire only for gods in celestial world,
To burn incense and cook food,
How can it warm and light the untouchables?
It was none other than you
Who stole the fire from celestial palace,
Now it should be you to put it out.
For the best interest of the Olympians,
You must shoulder this grave responsibility.
“还有由于你那前知的能力，
（宙斯矜持地咳嗽了一声），
据说你预知神族的毁灭，
知道谁将是暴乱的首领。“
“我们不相信会有这种事，
要推翻神族——
梦也作不成，
我们将统治宇宙万年，
永保着至高无上的权能。
“但也许真有那样的狂徒，
竟想叫太阳从西边上升——
如果你确有所知就该实说，
让我们早下手惩治叛臣。
(Zeus coughs solemnly),
It is said that you have foreknowledge
Of the doomsday of heavens,
As well as who will be the leader of the riot.
We don't believe it's going to happen,
To overthrow the gods—
Such dreams will never come true,
We shall rule the universe for eons,
Always possess the supreme power.
But perhaps there are such mad persons,
In attempt to make the sun rise from the west—
If you do know something, you must pour it all out,
Let us punish the traitors as soon as possible.
“普洛米修士，你怎不想想，
你属于神族，并不是凡人。
大河干池塘里也要见底，
树倒了枝和叶怎能生存！”
“那么你已经感到了不稳，
是吗？宙斯，这个真是新闻。”
然而他总还是不大痛快，
甚至不感到复仇的欢欣——
……一种阴冷的绝望、恐惧，
深深地盘踞在他的心胸……
Why don't you think, Prometheus?
You belong to the gods, not mortals!
When the river is drained out,
The pond will die as well,
How can twigs and leaves survive when the tree falls?
So, does it mean, Zeus,
You have already felt unsteady?
This is truly news!
However, he is not happy,
Not even feel any joy of vengeance—
... A chill despair, a cold fear,
Deeply grapple his chest...
（三）
紫色的黄昏向山后沉落，
灰暗的暮霭一点点加深，
残损的山峰却依然屹立，
夜空衬出它深黑的剪影。
普洛米修士悠悠地醒转，
头颅里一阵阵嗡嗡乱鸣，
砂石埋没了他半个身子，
血污糊住了他一双眼睛。
头上有温热的液体流下，
鼻孔里扑入浓厚的血腥，
他伸出浮肿而木浊的舌头，
舔着自己的血来润湿嘴唇。
The dusky clouds are darkening,
The maimed mountain still stands,
Its dark silhouette against the night sky.
Prometheus is waking up slowly,
With buzzing in his head,
The gravels have buried half of his body,
The blood has concealed his eyes.
A warm fluid flows down from his head,
A strong smell of blood attacks his nostrils,
He sticks out his swollen and numb tongue,
Licking his own blood to moisten his lips.
他用力撑开粘连的眼皮，
看见了几点稀少的？星，
下弦月淡淡地挂在天际，
夜风送来了果树的清芬。
啊，夜，你是多么宁静，
大地啊，你睡得多么深沉。
越过广袤的空间，我看见，
五谷的田野，繁花和森林，
江湖水滟滟似银，大地母亲，
你好像披着幅奇丽的绣锦。
从远古到如今，你每时每日
滋养哺育着亿万的生灵。
A few stars twinkle into his sight,
The crescent hangs faintly in the sky,
The night wind brings the fragrance of fruit trees.
O dear night, how peaceful you are,
O vast land, how deeply you repose.
Across the magnificent space,
I see fields, flowers, and forests,
Rivers and lakes glisten like sparkling silver,
Mother Earth, you seem to wear a bonny brocade.
Every day, from ancient times to the present,
You nourish and nurture billions of living beings.
多少人辛勤地开阔与垦植，
大地，你一天天焕发着青春。
可是为什么，你年年血泪，
只是给众神贡献出祭品！
我喝过流在你身上的水，
清澈的水是那么苦涩而酸辛，
你胸中迸发出沉重的叹息，
你憔悴，还有你的子孙。
什么时候，大地，你才能新生，
能够理解被榨取的命运，
啊！万能的人类永恒的母亲
我胸中澎湃着？你的爱情，
O, vast land, you glow with youth vigor every day.
But why? your blood and tears, every year,
Are just offering sacrifices to the gods!
I drink the water that flows on you,
The clear water so bitter and sour,
A heavy sigh bursts from your breast,
You look so haggard,
So do your kids and grandkids.
O, vast land, when will you resurrect,
To understand the fate of being suppressed,
O, Almighty Eternal Mother of Mankind,
In my chest it is surging your love,
我知道，一旦你开始觉醒和翻腾，
巍峨的奥林比斯将冰消雪崩——
远远地，在沉睡的大地上，
暗黑中出现了一线光明，
“火”，普洛米修士微笑地想着，
痛楚、饥渴霎时都忘个干净。
那一点化成三点、七点、无数，
像大群飞萤在原野上落定，
但它们是那么皎红而灼热，
使星月都黯然失去了晶莹。
这么多了……好快，连我都难相信，
它们就来自我那粒小小的火星，
半粒火点燃了千百万亿处，
光明，你的生命力有多么旺盛，
燃烧吧“火”，？在囚禁中。
I know that once you start waking and churning,
Mighty Olympus will avalanche —
From afar, on the slumbering vast land,
There rises a ray of light in the darkness,
Fire, thought Prometheus with a smile,
Pain, hunger, and thirst are all forgotten instantly.
One spark turns into three sparks, seven, countless,
They like flocks of fireflies descend on the wild fields,
But they are so red and hot,
Outshining the stars and the moon.
So much... so fast, which I cannot even believe,
They come from my little spark,
Half a spark has ignited billions of places,
Light, how strong your life is,
‘Fire, fire up, though in captivity.
我祝愿你——
燃烧在正直的出生的火温里，
让他们凭你诵读真理的教训，
把血写的诗篇一代代留下，
为历史悲剧作无情的见证。
燃烧在正义的战士的火炬上，
指引他们英勇地战斗行军，
把火种遍撒到万方万处，
直到最后一仗都凯旋得胜，
燃烧，火啊，燃烧在这漫漫的长夜，
冲破这黑暗的如死的宁静，
向人们预告那灿烂的黎明，
而当真正的黎明终于来到，
人类在自由的晨光中欢腾，
I wish you—
Burning in the fire of righteous birth,
Let them read from you the lesson of truth,
Passing the psalms written in blood on...
...from generation to generation,
A relentless witness to the historical tragedy.
Burning on the torch of the righteous warriors,
To guide them to soldier on and battle gallantly,
Let the fire spread everywhere,
Victory to victory until the last battle,
Fire, fire up to burn in the long night,
Piercing through this dark and deathly stillness,
To herald the bright dawn to the people,
And when the dawn of truth finally comes,
Man will rejoice in the morning light of freedom,
火啊，你要燃烧在每一具炉灶里，
叫寒冷、饥饿永离开人们，
让孩子拍起手在炉前跳舞，
老年人围着火笑语殷殷。
凝望那大野上满地灯火，
臆想着未来光辉的前景，
就像正遨游在浩渺的太空，
他觉得精神昂扬而振奋。
今晚有多少人在灯下奋笔，
记载人民的苦难和觉醒，
多少人正对灯拔剑起舞，
火光映红了多少颗急跳的心！
O Fire, burning in every stove,
Keeps cold and hunger away
From people forever,
Let all children clap their hands
Dancing in front of the fire,
Let the elderlies laugh and talk
Eagerly around the fire.
Gazing at the lights on the vast land,
He contemplates the bright future,
Like traveling in the vast space,
He feels invigorated and uplifted.
How many people are writing
Under the lamp tonight,
To record people’s suffering and awakening,
And how many are dancing, swords in hands,
In front of the lamp,
How many jumping hearts are reddened by the flames!
人啊！我喜欢呼唤你响亮的
高贵的名字，大地的子民，
作为一个弟兄，我深情地
呼唤：人啊，我多么爱你们！
你们是渺小的，但是又伟大；
你们是朴拙的，但是又聪明；
你们是善良的，但是当生活
已经不能忍受，你们将奋起斗争！
起来啊！抛弃那些圣书神语，
砸烂所有的偶像和香灯，
把它们踩在脚下，向奥林比斯
索还作一个自由人的命运！
O, Man! I like calling your noble name loud ---
--- Sons and daughters of the vast land,
As a brother, I affectionately call:
O people, how much I love you!
You are small, but great;
You are simple, yet wise;
You are kind, but when life turns unbearable,
You will fight! C’mon, rise up!
Toss away those “books with holy words,
Smash all the idols and incense lamps,
Trample them under your feet,
To Olympus
You claim back the fate of a free man!
还能忍受吗？这些黑暗的
可耻的年代，结束它们，
不惧怕雅典娜的战甲
不迷信阿波罗的威灵，
更不听宙斯的教训或恫吓，
他们一个都不会留存。
人啊，众神将要毁灭而你们
大地的主人，却将骄傲地永生，
那一天，当奥林比斯在你们
的千丈怒火中崩倒，我身上的
锁链也将同时消失，像日光下的寒冰。
Can you still bear on?
---these dark and shameful ages must End!
Do not fear Athena's armor!
Do not believe in Apollo's mighty spirit!
Do not listen to the threats of Zeus!
None of them will survive.
O, Man, the gods shall perish,
But the master of the vast land,
You will live with pride forever,
One day when Olympus collapses
In your sky-soaring rage,
The shackles will disappear at once,
Like ice in the sun.
那时候，人啊，我将欢欣地起立，
我将以自己受难的创痕，
向你们证明我兄弟的感情：
我和你们一起，为着那，
奥林比斯的覆灭而凯歌欢庆……
在澎湃如潮的灼热的激情里，
普洛米修士翘望着黎明，
他彻夜在粗砺的岩石上辗转。
At that moment, man, I will rise with joy,
With the scars of my suffering, I will prove to you,
My brotherly affection:
I am with you for that ---
--- to celebrate the perish of Olympus...
In the tide of burning passion,
Prometheus is gazing to the dawn,
All night long,
He is tossing and turning on rough rocks.
Tr. Ziyuzile
(To be revised)
21/04/23
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