【古诗英译】《答人》唐·太上隐者

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答人
The Reply
太上隐者
by Supreme Hermit
偶来松树下，
高枕石头眠。
山中无日历，
寒尽不知年。
Occasionally I come under the pine tree,
Sleeping with the stone as my high pillow.
No calendar on the mountain could I see,
Winter ends, what year it is I don't know.

I come under this pine at will,
Sleeping with a rock as pillow.
There's no calendar on the hill,
What winter ends I don't know.
译于2010年1月2日。

【自娱自乐译本】
By chance I ramble to be under this pine tree,
And upon a rock as my pillow I lie down to sleep.
In mountains no chronicles required to keep,
Winter repeats, yet no days are counted by me.  
By chance I am under this pine,
A rock as a pillow I take a slumber,
In hills, to no calendar I confine,
Which winter ends I ne'er remember.

incidentally under this pine tree,
sleeping, I let a rock pillow me.
no calendar in hill,
so which winter ends, idea's nil.
incidentally under this pine tree,
sleeping, I let a rock pillow me.
in hills, no calendar to see,
so which winter ends, carefree.
sleeping under this pine
a rock as a pillow, fine
no calendar in hill
winter ends, which age, nil

【铁译·苗条版】

To An Inquirer
Word by An anonymous "Supreme Hermit"; Tr. Iceiron
I happen to sleep by the pine tree;
A stone pillows my head carefree.
In mountains deep no calendar's here,
Winter's gone, but I don't know the year.

I come sleeping by a pine tree;
The rock pillows me carefree.
In hills deep no calendar here,
Winter ends not telling the year.

【铁译·丰满版】

To An Inquirer
Word by An anonymous "Supreme Hermit"; Tr. Iceiron
I just happen to come beneath the pine trees and sleep,
Casually pillowing my head upon a stone.
No calendar can be seen here in mountains deep,
Though one more winter's gone, the year's to me unknown.

童天鉴日

冬未尽，年未来，若何高枕不嫌寒，莫非仙人乎？道长乎？

自娱自乐

答人
In reply
太上隐者
Senior hermit
偶来松树下，高枕石头眠。
山中无历日，寒尽不知年。
By chance I ramble to be under this pine tree,
And upon a rock as my pillow I lie to sleep.
In mountains no chronicles required to keep,
Winter ends, yet no days are counted by me.  
By chance I ramble to be under this pine tree,
And upon a rock as my pillow I lie down to sleep.
In mountains no chronicles required to keep,
Winter repeats, yet no days are counted by me.  

【作者简介】
太上隐者：此诗虽有署名，但因为没人知道他的身世和居处，也和“无名氏”差不多。只不过根据这个署名和本诗的内容，我们倒确实可以断定作者是一个道家的修炼人。对于欣赏此诗来讲，这也就足够了。
【字句浅释】
题解：据《古今诗话》所载，作者来历不为人知，于是有爱管闲事的人去当面打听他的姓名。他并不回答，却写下了这首诗，因此名之“答人”。枕：(作动词)放在头下垫着当枕头。历：记录年、月、日和节气的书、表等。
【全诗串讲】
偶然来到这株松树下面，把头高枕在石头上安眠。
山中岁月没有历书记载，冬去春来不知道是何年。
【言外之意】
唐代佛道盛行，人心返古：捐身佛庙道观者很多，隐居深山密林者不少。在这众多的修行者中，确有不少人修成得道，跳出红尘。比较为人所知的就有吕洞宾、孙思邈等。至于不与人接、不为人知的就不知到底有多少了，而本诗作者就是一个不为人知的道家真修者。无论其成道与否，单凭这首诗的产生、内容和语气来看，本诗作者已经不是一个泛泛之辈了。信与不信，读者不妨将此诗细读精思、心体意会，自有同感。
(偶来松树下)可见作者自由自在、无拘无束，行踪不定、飘忽如云；(高枕石头眠)可见作者自适自娱、无忧无虑，恬淡不求、闲静不争。(山中无历日)不与世交、不与人接，不求名利、不落人情，完全没有必要记住天时人事之类的东西了；(寒尽不知年)虽然冬去春来、尚知冷暖寒暑，一年过去、也知一岁又来，但长期不闻不问，也就不知今世何世、今年何年了。
此诗名为“答人”，但说起话来旁若无人；随口道出二十个字，便是一幅活脱脱的世外高人的自画像：不但远离世俗、不涉红尘，连松树、石头也是随缘而遇、随兴而去。独往独来，空间于他无拘无碍；忘日忘年，时间于他不挂不牵。他的世界已经不是常人生活的世界，他的时空也不是常人感知的时空！

自娱自乐

Humdinger!
I like it very much!

金沙文字

natural and unrestrained

铁_冰

看似随和，实则傲慢。

海外逸士

chronicles 是編年史料。用在這裡不確切。太大了。

铁_冰

【朕译·苗条版】
To An Inquirer
Word by An anonymous "Supreme Hermit"; Tr. Iceiron
I happen to sleep by the pine tree;
A stone pillows my head carefree.
In mountains deep no calendar's here,
Winter's gone, but I don't know the year.
【朕译·丰满版】
To An Inquirer
Word by An anonymous "Supreme Hermit"; Tr. Iceiron
I just happen to come beneath the pine trees and sleep,
Casually pillowing my head upon a stone.
No calendar can be seen here in mountains deep,
Though one more winter's gone, the year's to me unknown.

自娱自乐

Nice versions!
I like them too.

自娱自乐

原帖由 铁_冰 于 2010-1-3 5:51:00 发表
【朕译·苗条版】
To An Inquirer
Word by An anonymous "Supreme Hermit"; Tr. Iceiron
I happen to sleep by the pine tree;
A stone pillows my head carefree.
In mountains deep no calendar's here,
Winter's gone, but I don't know the year.
【朕译·丰满版】
To An Inquirer
Word by An anonymous "Supreme Hermit"; Tr. Iceiron
I just happen to come beneath the pine trees and sleep,
Casually pillowing my head upon a stone.
No calendar can be seen here in mountains deep,
Though one more winter's gone, the year's to me unknown.

hehehe, by reading your slimmer version, I wonder if this old hermit is attempting to kill himself? :P