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莫笑愚译诗:保罗.策兰的《死亡赋格曲》  

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【原创】试译保罗.策兰的《死亡赋格曲》 - 莫笑愚 - 莫笑愚的午夜骊歌

 

 

《死亡赋格曲》

 作者:保罗.策兰

 

黎明的黑牛奶我们日落时喝
我们中午喝早上喝我们晚上喝
我们喝我们喝
我们在风中挖掘坟墓躺在里面不拥挤
住在房子里的男人他玩蛇又写作
他写道当夜幕降临德国你金色头发的玛格丽特
他写下它走出屋门星星闪烁他吹响口哨唤来猎犬
他吹响口哨唤出犹太人命令他们在地里掘一座坟
他命令我们搭讪起舞


黎明的黑牛奶我们晚上喝你
我们在早上和中午喝你我们日落时喝你
我们喝你我们喝你
住在房子里的男人他玩蛇他写作
他写道当黄昏降临德国你金色头发的玛格丽特
您灰白头发的苏拉米斯我们在风中挖一个坟墓那里宽敞不拥挤
他咆哮着挖深点深入地下你们这帮猪其他人就唱吧舞蹈吧
他握紧他的铁皮带扣他挥舞皮带他的眼睛是蓝色的
用你的铁锨深挖啊深挖其他人继续跳舞


黎明的黑牛奶我们晚上喝你
我们在正午在早上喝你我们在黄昏喝你
我们喝你我们喝你
住在房子里的男人你金色头发的玛格丽特
您灰白头发的苏拉米斯他玩蛇
他叫嚣着更甜蜜地演绎死亡吧死亡是从德国来的大师
他咆哮着更阴沉地演奏弦乐吧然后你将升天如轻烟
然后你将在云中有一座坟墓躺在那里不拥挤


黎明的黑牛奶我们晚上喝你
我们中午喝你死亡是来自德国的大师
我们在日落时喝你我们在早上喝我们喝你
死亡是来自德国的大师他的眼睛是蓝色的
他用沉重的铅弹射杀你他的目标是实在的
住在房子里的男人你金色头发的玛格丽特
他放出猎犬撕咬我们他给我们一个空中的墓穴
他玩蛇而死亡的白日梦是从德国来的大师


你金色头发的玛格丽特
您灰白头发的苏拉米斯 

 

后记:

       翻译这首诗的过程是一段痛苦的灵魂之旅。为了尊重原文风格,尽可能地保持了诗句不加标点的特色,这样使得全诗有一种紧张的令人窒息的节奏。我所依据的英文译本与在附件中找到的英文译本有不少出入,比如在我依据的英文译本里,第一节的第四行是在风中(或者更准确地翻译成中文是“在微风中”),而附件中的英译本是在空中。我保留了“在风中”的译法。

       仅以这篇译文悼念保罗.策兰,并纪念二战中成千上万被纳粹迫害致死的犹太人。战争的残酷和惨无人道是人类精神和肉体上永远不可磨灭的怆痛,人类如何维护宝贵的和平,避免自相杀戮,已经成为一个越来越紧迫的挑战,摆在了我们面前。(莫笑愚)


(2013-01-01于北京)

   

附:英译本原文:

Death Fugue

by Paul Celan

 

Black milk of daybreak we drink it at sundown
we drink it at noon in the morning we drink it at night
we drink it and drink it
we dig a grave in the breezes there one lies unconfined
A man lives in the house he plays with the serpents he writes
he writes when dusk falls to Germany your golden hair Margarete
he writes it and steps out of doors and the stars are flashing he whistles his pack out
he whistles his Jews out in earth has them dig for a grave
he commands us strike up for the dance


Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you in the morning at noon we drink you at sundown
we drink and we drink you
A man lives in the house he plays with the serpents he writes
he writes when dusk falls to Germany your golden hair Margarete
your ashen hair Sulamith we dig a grave in the breezes there one lies unconfined
He calls out jab deeper into the earth you lot you others sing now and play
he grabs at the iron in his belt he waves it his eyes are blue
jab deeper you lot with your spades you others play on for the dance


Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you at at noon in the morning we drink you at sundown
we drink and we drink you
a man lives in the house your golden hair Margarete
your ashen hair Sulamith he plays with the serpents
He calls out more sweetly play death death is a master from Germany
he calls out more darkly now stroke your strings then as smoke you will rise into air
then a grave you will have in the clouds there one lies unconfined


Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you at noon death is a master from Germany
we drink you at sundown and in the morning we drink and we drink you
death is a master from Germany his eyes are blue
he strikes you with leaden bullets his aim is true
a man lives in the house your golden hair Margarete
he sets his pack on to us he grants us a grave in the air
He plays with the serpents and daydreams death is a master from Germany


your golden hair Margarete
your ashen hair Shulamith

 

(Source: http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/paul_celan/poems/6637)

 


其后看到的另一个英译本:

        Paul Celan - Deathfugue 
     
    Black milk of daybreak we drink it at evening 
    we drink it at midday and morning we drink it at night 
    we drink and we drink 
    we shovel a grave in the air there you won't lie too cramped 
    A man lives in the house he plays with his vipers he writes 
    he writes when it grows dark to Deutschland your golden hair Margareta 
    he writes it and steps out of doors and the stars are all sparkling, he whistles his hounds to come close 
    he whistles his Jews into rows has them shovel a grave in the ground 
    he commands us to play up for the dance. 
     
    Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night 
    we drink you at morning and midday we drink you at evening 
    we drink and we drink 
    A man lives in the house he plays with his vipers he writes 
    he writes when it grows dark to Deutschland your golden hair Margareta 
    Your ashen hair Shulamith we shovel a grave in the air there you won't lie too cramped      
    He shouts jab the earth deeper you lot there you others sing up and play 
    he grabs for the rod in his belt he swings it his eyes are so blue 
    jab your spades deeper you lot there you others play on for the dancing 
     
    Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night 
    we drink you at midday and morning we drink you at evening 
    we drink and we drink 
    a man lives in the house your goldenes Haar Margareta 
    your aschenes Haar Shulamith he plays his vipers 
    He shouts play death more sweetly this Death is a master from Deutschland 
    he shouts scrape your strings darker you'll rise then as smoke to the sky 
    you'll have a grave then in the clouds there you won't lie too cramped 
     
    Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night 
    we drink you at midday Death is a master aus Deutschland 
    we drink you at evening and morning we drink and we drink 
    this Death is ein Meister aus Deutschland his eye it is blue 
    he shoots you with shot made of lead shoots you level and true 
    a man lives in the house your goldenes Haar Margarete 
    he looses his hounds on us grants us a grave in the air 
    he plays with his vipers and daydreams der Tod ist ein Meister aus Deutschland 
     
    dein goldenes Haar Margarete 
    dein aschenes Haar Shulamith 

(Source: http://www.douban.com/group/topic/11331507/)

 

 


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