青春挽歌 – 维尔浮莱德·欧文(英音)

Anthem for Doomed Youth

by Wilfred Owen

请跟英语兔我一起读:

What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?

什么样的丧钟，为那番惨死的人们响起？

Only the monstrous anger of the guns.

只有毛骨悚然的短枪怒吼之声

Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle

只有喋喋不休的长枪结巴之声

Can patter out their hasty orisons.

可以仓促叨念出他们的死前祈祷

No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells;

没有虚伪的颂经，也没有祈祷和教堂钟声

Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,

没有哀悼的歌声，也省却丧礼的合唱诗班

The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells;

嚎啕痛哭的炮弹，尖锐疯狂地齐声共鸣

And bugles calling for them from sad shires.

悲哀的碉堡中，传出号令他们冲锋与撤退的军号

What candles may be held to speed them all?

什么样的烛光，可能拿来催促他们启程出征呢？

Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes

并不在男孩的手里，而在他们的眼睛里

Shall shine the holy glimmers of good-byes.

闪耀著神圣光辉的道别

The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall;

女孩面容的苍白，将是他们洁白的棺布

Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds,

家人温柔的忍耐，将是他们优美的丧花

And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.

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