英译李白之《将进酒》(2)

　　Notes:

　　1. Li Bai is a very famous poet from early Tang Dynasty.

　　2. This poem was written in the 11th year of the reign of Emperor Tang Xuanzhong(唐玄宗), just four or five years before An Lushan Rebellion, when the Emperor was indulged in drink and women, and bestowed on evil Minister Li Linpu (李林甫) and Yang Guozhong (杨国忠) the right of dealing with all the official affairs, leaving the nation in darkness and degradation. The poet wrote this poem just to express his resentfulness and satirize the dark officialdom.

　　译文1：

　　Bring in the Wine

　　Li Po

　　Tr. Stephen Owen (宇文所安)

　　Look there!

　　The waters of the Yellow River,

　　coming down from Heaven,

　　rush in their flow to the sea,

　　never turn back again.

　　Look there!

　　Bright in the mirrors of mighty halls

　　a grieving for white hair,

　　this morning blue-black strands of silk,

　　now turned to snow with evening.

　　For satisfaction in this life

　　taste pleasure to the limit,

　　And never let a goblet of gold

　　face the bright moon empty.

　　Heaven bred in me talents,

　　and they must be put to use.

　　1 toss away a thousand in gold,

　　it comes right back to me.

　　So boil a sheep,

　　butcher an ox,

　　make merry for a while,

　　And when you sit yourself to drink, always

　　down three hundred cups.

　　Hey, Master Ts'en,

　　Ho, Tan-ch'iu,

　　Bring in the wine!

　　Keep the cups coming!

　　And I, I'1I sing you a song,

　　You bend me your ears and listen一

　　The bells and the drums, the tastiest morsels,

　　it's not these that 1 love一

　　All I want is to stay dead drunk

　　and never sober up.

　　The sages and worthies of ancient days

　　now lie silent forever,

　　And only the greatest drinkers

　　have a fame that lingers on!

　　Once long ago

　　the prince of Ch'en

　　held a party at P'ing-Io Lodge.

　　A gallon of wine cost ten thousand cash,

　　all the joy and laughter they pleased.

　　So you, my host,

　　How can you tell me you're short on cash?

　　Go right out!

　　Buy us some wine!

　　And I'll do the pouring for you!

　　Then take my dappled horse,

　　Take my furs worth a fortune,

　　Just call the boy to get them,

　　and trade them for lovely wine,

　　And here together we'll melt the sorrows

　　of all eternity !