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Selected poems：里爾克的《時禱書》
書名：時禱書
作者：萊內·馬利亞·里爾克
譯者：林克
出版社：人民文學出版社
出版日期：2024/05/01
〈朝聖〉（1901年）
撲滅我的雙眼吧：我能看見你，
堵塞我的耳朵：我能聽見你，
沒有腳我能走向你，
沒有嘴我也能召喚你。
折斷我的雙臂我抓住你，
用我的心像用一隻手，
止住我的心，我的大腦會敲擊，
縱然你在我腦子裡放一把火，
我用我的鮮血馱負你。
[讀者自行補抄英譯]
Extinguish my eyes, Ill go on seeing you.
Seal my ears, Ill go on hearing you.
And without feet I can make my way to you,
without a mouth I can swear your name.
Break off my arms, Ill take hold of you
with my heart as with a hand.
Stop my heart, and my brain will start to beat.
And i f you consume my brain with fire,
Ill feel you burn in every drop of my blood.
（Translated by Anita Barrows）
＊
你喜愛謙卑。那便垂下頭來
有時靜靜地將你領會。
年輕的詩人傍晚就這樣
走在偏僻的林蔭道上。
農夫們就這樣圍著屍體，
當一個孩子喪失於死亡；
現在發生的卻也相似：
突然遭遇太大的一件事。
不管誰第一次感受到你，
一定被鄰居和鐘錶擾亂，
他行走，彎腰尋你的蹤跡，
像上了年紀，馱著重擔。
後來他才貼近大自然，
於是感覺到風和遠方，
聽見你，當田野悄聲讚嘆，
看見你，當星辰為你歌唱，
他再也不會把你忘記，
一切都只是你的袍子。
他覺得你新、你近、你美好，
像一趟旅行無比奇妙，
乘著靜靜的航船，他悄悄
沿一條大河緩緩而行。
原野寬廣、平坦，吹著風，
已經被獻給恢宏的天空
而且隸屬於古老的森林。
那些小村莊慢慢臨近，
隨後又消失像一串鐘聲，
像一個昨天和一個今日，
像我們見過的一切事體。
但隨著河流不斷延伸，
總是有城鎮浮現出來，
好似鳥群把翅膀展開，
迎向這趟莊嚴的航行。
有時候航船停靠某個地方，
寂寞，沒有城市和村莊，
水邊碼頭等候著什麼——
等著那個人，他沒有故鄉⋯⋯
為這種人那裡停著馬車
（每架車前套著三匹馬），
它們飛快地駛入夜幕，
沿一條已經消失的道路。
[讀者自行補抄英譯]
You intend for us to be humble, with our faces bowed in silent accord with you, like young poets at night who go
into distant parks.
Or like sad farmers who surround the child that was killed; and what happens then is always the same:
something magnificent rises up.
The one who notices you for the first time is disturbed by the neighbor and the clock; he walks bent down to trace your tracks, like an old person under a heavy weight.
Only later he listens to nature and senses the winds and plains;
hearing you being whispered from afar,
seeing you, being sung by the stars, being unable to ever again ignore
you in your coat.
To him you are new and close and kind and magnificent like a cruise
which he takes on a quiet ship
upon a river great and wide.
The land is far, beyond the sky,
exposed to winds from every place, and burdened by old woods.
The little hamlets that approach
disperse again like chiming bells - like yesterday and like today, and like the rest that we had seen.
But along this rivers banks ever new cities rise into view and meet us on our festive trip halfway with whirring wings.
（Translated by Annemarie S. Kidder）
＊
你是未來，盛大的曙光，
出現在永恆之平原上。
你是送走時間之夜的雞鳴，
露珠，少女，早晨的禱告聲，
陌生的男人，母親和死亡。
你是那正在轉化的形象，
總是獨自聳立於命運之上，
從未被抱怨也未被歡慶，
從未被書寫如原始森林。
你是萬物那深邃的總數，
隱瞞了自己本質的最後的詞語，
對不同的物總是不同的展現：
對船是海岸，對陸地是船。
[讀者自行補抄英譯]
You are the future,
the red sky before sunrise
over the fields of time.
You are the cocks crow when night is done,
you are the dew and the bells of matins,
maiden, stranger, mother, death.
You create yourself in ever-changing shapes
that rise from the stuff of our daysunsung,
unmourned, undescribed,
like a forest we never knew.
You are the deep innerness of all things,
the last word that can never be spoken.
To each of us you reveal yourself differently:
to the ship as coastline, to the shore as a ship.
（Translated by Anita Barrows）
＊
我把你埋在深深的夜裡，你，寶藏。
因為在我的眼中，一切豐盛
不過是貧乏，蹩腳地偽裝
你的美，但它還從未發生。
可是通向你的路無限遙遠，
已逐漸消失，因久久無人行走。
哦，你多麼孤獨。你就是孤獨，
你是心，正隱入偏遠的群山。
我埋藏你，雙手流出了鮮血，
我把張開的手掌迎風舉起，
讓它們像一棵樹長出枝葉。
我用雙手從空間吮吸你，
用一種急不可耐的手勢，
彷彿你一度在空中粉碎，
現在沉落，一個飄灑的世界，
從遙遠的星辰降臨大地，
如此輕柔，好似春天的雨。
[讀者自行補抄英譯]
In deep nights I dig for you like treasure.
For all I have seen
that clutters the surface of my world
is poor and paltry substitute
for the beauty of you
that has not happened yet.
My hands are bloody from digging.
I lift them, hold them open in the wind,
so they can branch like a tree.
Reaching, these hands would pull you out of the sky
as if you had shattered there,
dashed yourself to pieces in some wild impatience.
What is this I feel falling now,
falling on this parched earth ,
softly,
like a spring rain?
（Translated by Anita Barrows）
書名：時禱書
作者：萊內·馬利亞·里爾克
譯者：林克
出版社：人民文學出版社
出版日期：2024/05/01
〈朝聖〉（1901年）
撲滅我的雙眼吧：我能看見你，
堵塞我的耳朵：我能聽見你，
沒有腳我能走向你，
沒有嘴我也能召喚你。
折斷我的雙臂我抓住你，
用我的心像用一隻手，
止住我的心，我的大腦會敲擊，
縱然你在我腦子裡放一把火，
我用我的鮮血馱負你。
[讀者自行補抄英譯]
Extinguish my eyes, Ill go on seeing you.
Seal my ears, Ill go on hearing you.
And without feet I can make my way to you,
without a mouth I can swear your name.
Break off my arms, Ill take hold of you
with my heart as with a hand.
Stop my heart, and my brain will start to beat.
And i f you consume my brain with fire,
Ill feel you burn in every drop of my blood.
（Translated by Anita Barrows）
＊
你喜愛謙卑。那便垂下頭來
有時靜靜地將你領會。
年輕的詩人傍晚就這樣
走在偏僻的林蔭道上。
農夫們就這樣圍著屍體，
當一個孩子喪失於死亡；
現在發生的卻也相似：
突然遭遇太大的一件事。
不管誰第一次感受到你，
一定被鄰居和鐘錶擾亂，
他行走，彎腰尋你的蹤跡，
像上了年紀，馱著重擔。
後來他才貼近大自然，
於是感覺到風和遠方，
聽見你，當田野悄聲讚嘆，
看見你，當星辰為你歌唱，
他再也不會把你忘記，
一切都只是你的袍子。
他覺得你新、你近、你美好，
像一趟旅行無比奇妙，
乘著靜靜的航船，他悄悄
沿一條大河緩緩而行。
原野寬廣、平坦，吹著風，
已經被獻給恢宏的天空
而且隸屬於古老的森林。
那些小村莊慢慢臨近，
隨後又消失像一串鐘聲，
像一個昨天和一個今日，
像我們見過的一切事體。
但隨著河流不斷延伸，
總是有城鎮浮現出來，
好似鳥群把翅膀展開，
迎向這趟莊嚴的航行。
有時候航船停靠某個地方，
寂寞，沒有城市和村莊，
水邊碼頭等候著什麼——
等著那個人，他沒有故鄉⋯⋯
為這種人那裡停著馬車
（每架車前套著三匹馬），
它們飛快地駛入夜幕，
沿一條已經消失的道路。
[讀者自行補抄英譯]
You intend for us to be humble, with our faces bowed in silent accord with you, like young poets at night who go
into distant parks.
Or like sad farmers who surround the child that was killed; and what happens then is always the same:
something magnificent rises up.
The one who notices you for the first time is disturbed by the neighbor and the clock; he walks bent down to trace your tracks, like an old person under a heavy weight.
Only later he listens to nature and senses the winds and plains;
hearing you being whispered from afar,
seeing you, being sung by the stars, being unable to ever again ignore
you in your coat.
To him you are new and close and kind and magnificent like a cruise
which he takes on a quiet ship
upon a river great and wide.
The land is far, beyond the sky,
exposed to winds from every place, and burdened by old woods.
The little hamlets that approach
disperse again like chiming bells - like yesterday and like today, and like the rest that we had seen.
But along this rivers banks ever new cities rise into view and meet us on our festive trip halfway with whirring wings.
（Translated by Annemarie S. Kidder）
＊
你是未來，盛大的曙光，
出現在永恆之平原上。
你是送走時間之夜的雞鳴，
露珠，少女，早晨的禱告聲，
陌生的男人，母親和死亡。
你是那正在轉化的形象，
總是獨自聳立於命運之上，
從未被抱怨也未被歡慶，
從未被書寫如原始森林。
你是萬物那深邃的總數，
隱瞞了自己本質的最後的詞語，
對不同的物總是不同的展現：
對船是海岸，對陸地是船。
[讀者自行補抄英譯]
You are the future,
the red sky before sunrise
over the fields of time.
You are the cocks crow when night is done,
you are the dew and the bells of matins,
maiden, stranger, mother, death.
You create yourself in ever-changing shapes
that rise from the stuff of our daysunsung,
unmourned, undescribed,
like a forest we never knew.
You are the deep innerness of all things,
the last word that can never be spoken.
To each of us you reveal yourself differently:
to the ship as coastline, to the shore as a ship.
（Translated by Anita Barrows）
＊
我把你埋在深深的夜裡，你，寶藏。
因為在我的眼中，一切豐盛
不過是貧乏，蹩腳地偽裝
你的美，但它還從未發生。
可是通向你的路無限遙遠，
已逐漸消失，因久久無人行走。
哦，你多麼孤獨。你就是孤獨，
你是心，正隱入偏遠的群山。
我埋藏你，雙手流出了鮮血，
我把張開的手掌迎風舉起，
讓它們像一棵樹長出枝葉。
我用雙手從空間吮吸你，
用一種急不可耐的手勢，
彷彿你一度在空中粉碎，
現在沉落，一個飄灑的世界，
從遙遠的星辰降臨大地，
如此輕柔，好似春天的雨。
[讀者自行補抄英譯]
In deep nights I dig for you like treasure.
For all I have seen
that clutters the surface of my world
is poor and paltry substitute
for the beauty of you
that has not happened yet.
My hands are bloody from digging.
I lift them, hold them open in the wind,
so they can branch like a tree.
Reaching, these hands would pull you out of the sky
as if you had shattered there,
dashed yourself to pieces in some wild impatience.
What is this I feel falling now,
falling on this parched earth ,
softly,
like a spring rain?
（Translated by Anita Barrows）
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