辛弃疾·《西江月·遣兴》英译

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要愁那得工夫。

近来始觉古人书，

信着全无是处。

 

昨夜松边醉倒，

问松“我醉何如”？

只疑松动要来扶，

以手推松曰：“去”！

 

 

My Fancy—To the Tune of Xijiangyue

Xin Qiji

 

In my drunkenness, isn’t it time

for merry-making.

Anyway, I’m too busy, for the moment,

to worry about Career, or

Country!

Only recently have I come to realize

those books by those ancient masters

can lead one, to nowhere!

 

Last night, after so many cups

I collapsed by a pine tree.

“How do you like it this way?”

I asked the tree.

Alas, he seemed to stoop to help me.

No—I gave him a shove—

“Go away!” 

 

（朱纯深  译）

 

The Moon over the West River

Written at Random

 

Drunken, I’d laugh my fill,

Having no time to be grieved.

Books of the ancients may say what they will;

They cannot be wholly believed.

 

Drunken last night beneath a pine tree,

I ask if it liked me so drunk.

Afraid it would bend to try to raise me,

“Be off!” I said and pushed its trunk.

 

（许渊冲 译）