sǐ wáng yě bìng fēi shì suǒ xiàng pīmǐ And death shall have no dominion
shīrén: dí lán · tuō mǎ sī Dylan Thomas
sǐ wáng yě bìng fēi shì suǒ xiàng pīmǐ ，
xī chén de yuè liàng róng wéi yī tǐ；
gǔ tóu bèi tī jìng， ér gān jìng de gǔ tóu yòu xiāo shī，
tā men de bì zhǒu hé jiǎo dǐ yī dìng huì yòu xīng xīng；
jìn guǎn tā men fā chī què yī dìng huì qīng xǐng，
jìn guǎn tā men chén luò hǎi dǐ què yī dìng huì chóngxīn shēng qǐ；
jìn guǎn qíng rén huì shī qù， ài qíng què yǒng shēng；
sǐ wáng yě jǐng fēi shì suǒ xiàng pīmǐ。
sǐ wáng yě bìng fēi shì suǒ xiàng pīmǐ ，
jiǔ wò zài dà hǎi de yū qū xuán wō zhī xià，
tā men bù huì xiàng juǎnqū de fēng 'ér yī yàng sǐ qù；
dāng jīn gǔ sōng chí zài xíng jià shàng zhēngzhá，
suī shòu fù yú chē lún， què yī dìng bù huì qū fú；
tā men shǒu zhōng de xìn yǎng huì bèi zhé duàn，
dú jiǎo shòu shìde xié 'è cì chuān tā men de shēn qū；
zòng rán fěn shēn suì gǔ， tā men yī dìng bù huì qū fú，
sǐ wáng yě bìng fēi shì suǒ xiàng pīmǐ 。
sǐ wáng yě bìng fēi shì suǒ xiàng pīmǐ 。
hǎi 'ōu bù huì zài zài tā men shēn pàn tí míng，
bō tāo yě bù huì gāo shēng pāi dǎzháo dī 'àn；
céng jīng huā zhī zhāo zhǎn de dì fāng zài yě bù huì
lìng yòu xiān huā 'áng shǒu xiào yíng yǔ diǎn de dǎ jī；
jìn guǎn tā men fēng kuáng， xiàng yìng liú yī bān jiāng sǐ，
yī gè gè rén wù de tóu lú zài chú jú cóng zhōng zhǎn lù；
zài yáng guāng zhōng suì liè zhí dào tài yáng bēng liè，
sǐ wáng yě bìng fēi shì suǒ xiàng pīmǐ 。
And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan't crack;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion. |
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