D.C.D - The Wind That Shakes The Barley风吹麦浪

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  《The Wind That Shakes The Barley》，是18世纪爱尔兰诗人兼作曲家——罗伯特威尔乔伊斯（Robert Dwyer Joyce）为纪念反抗英国暴政的韦克斯福德起义而写出的一首歌，作为一首古老的民谣，被诸多知名歌手和乐团演绎过，比如DCD（Dead Can Dance），比如Dolores Keane。这两个人唱的都不错。尤其是DCD的清唱，将一段没有绝望的爱尔兰忧伤演绎得酣畅淋漓。

 

 

  

The Wind That Shakes The Barley

演唱:Dead Can Dance(D.C.D）

 

 

I sat within the valley green

我坐在山谷的翠绿中。

I sat me with my true love.

心怀真挚的爱恋。

My sad heart strove the two between

The old love and the new love.

我悲伤的心挣扎在旧爱和新爱之间。

The old for her the new

对她的旧爱和新爱

That made me think

 on Ireland dearly.

让我深情地想起了爱尔兰

While the soft wind blew down the glade

And shook the golden barley.

当柔柔的风吹过林间空地，金黄的麦浪翻滚之时。

 

T'was hard the woeful words to frame

悲伤无以言表

To break the ties that bound us.

冲破我们之间的束缚

But harder still to bear the shame

但更难忍受的一种耻辱

Of foreign chains around us.

便是外辱带给我们的枷锁

And so I said the mountain glen

I'll meet at morning early.

我将在清晨找寻那山中幽谷

And I'll join the bold united men

我要加入勇敢团结的人们

While soft winds shook the barley.

在风吹麦浪的季节。

 

T'was sad I kissed away her tears

我悲伤地亲吻掉她的泪水

My fond arm round her flinging.

我温柔地搂住他坠落的身躯，

When a foe, man's shot burst on our ears

当一个敌人的枪声在我们耳边响起。

From out the wild woods ringing.

子弹响当当从野树林射出，

A bullet pierced my true love's side

刺向我的爱人。

In life's young spring so early.

生命陨落在生气勃勃的春天，那未免太早了。

And on my breast in blood she died

她死了，血染红了我的胸膛。

While soft winds shook the barley.

在风吹麦浪的季节。

 

But blood for blood without remorse

但以血洗血，无怨无悔。

I've ta'en at oulart hollow.

我参加了奥莱特山谷之战。

I've lain my true love's clay like corpse

我死尸般躺在爱人的身旁，

Where I full soon must follow.

那也将会是我安息的地方。

Around her grave I've wandered drear

我在她的坟墓旁伤心徘徊，

Noon, night, and morning early.

在中午、夜晚和清晨。

With breaking heart when e'er I hear

怀着一颗支离破碎的心。

The wind that shakes the barley.

这时，我再一次听到那风吹麦浪。

 The Wind That Shakes The Barley                 风吹麦浪

 

I sat within the valley green                     我独坐幽谷，
I sat me with my true love.                      伴随着真切之爱。
My sad heart strove the two between             我忧伤的心啊在徘徊，
The old love and the new love.                   徘徊于旧情新爱。
The old for her the new                         对新爱的旧情，
That made me think on Ireland dearly.            让我深切地渴念我的祖国爱尔兰。
While the soft wind blew down the glade          当微风吹拂沼泽地，
And shook the golden barley.                    啊，风吹过那金黄的麦浪……

T'was hard the woeful words to frame             羞愧的悲痛，

 To break the ties that bound us.                 难以言表，

 But harder still to bear the shame               绷断了缠绕我们的情丝 
Of foreign chains around us.
And so I said the mountain glen                我在高山幽谷之间诉说，
I'll meet at morning early.                        我将守望到天明，
And I'll join the bold united men                  我将加入勇敢者的队伍，
While soft winds shook the barley.                啊，风吹过那金黄的麦浪……

T'was sad I kissed away her tears                曾经忧惧的我吻掉她的泪滴，
My fond arm round her flinging.                  想用柔情化解她杀敌的决心。
When a foe, man's shot burst on our ears         当敌人， 
From out the wild woods ringing.              当侵略者的子弹闪过耳旁， 
A bullet pierced my true love's side          犹如狂风激荡着森林，
In life's young spring so early.                    在生命如此的早春，子弹
And on my breast in blood she died               穿透我真爱的胸膛，她喋血而死亡,
While soft winds shook the barley.                啊，风吹过那金黄的麦浪……

But blood for blood without remorse               并非以血还血，没有懊丧，
I've ta'en at oulart hollow.                         我陷入无尽的虚空,
I've lain my true love's clay like corpse             我知道我会仆死于至爱墓前，
Where I full soon must follow.                     就在不久的将来。
Around her grave I've wandered drear             环绕于她的坟墓的哀伤，
Noon, night, and morning early.                   在正午、在夜晚,在清晨，伴随着
With breaking heart when e'er I hear              伴随着令人心碎的流言蜚语，
The wind that shakes the barley.                  啊，风吹过那金黄的麦浪……