Day 46

第46天

Ode to a Nightingale

夜鸾颂

John Keats

约翰•济慈

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains

我的心在痛，困顿和麻木

My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,

刺进了感官有如饮过毒鸩

Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains

又像是刚把鸦片吞服

One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:

於是向列斯忘川下沉

'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,

并不是我忌妒你的好运

But being too happy in thine happiness –

而是你的快乐使我太欢欣—

That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees,

因为在林间嘹亮的天地里

In some melodious plot

你呵，轻翅的仙灵

你躲进山毛榉的葱绿和荫影

Ode to a Nightingale

放开了歌喉，歌唱著夏季

John Keats

唉，要是有一口酒，那冷藏

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains

在地下多年的清醇饮料

My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,

一尝就令人想起绿色之邦

Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains

想起花神，恋歌，阳光和舞蹈

One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:

要是有一杯南国的温暖

'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,

充满了鲜红的灵感之泉

But being too happy in thine happiness –

杯缘明灭著珍珠的泡沫

That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees,

给嘴唇染上紫斑

In some melodious plot

我要一饮而尽而悄然离开尘寰

和你同去幽暗的林中隐没