Ode to a Nightingale 歌词

歌曲	Ode to a Nightingale
歌手	Mark Bradshaw
专辑	Bright Star (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
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[00:00.00]	作词 : John Keats
[00:32.884]	My heart aches,and a drowsy numbness pains
[00:36.541]	My sense,as though of hemlock I had drunk,
[00:41.314]	Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
[00:43.703]	One minute past,and Lethe-wards had sunk:
[00:48.633]	'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
[00:51.532]	But being too happy in thine happiness --
[00:54.783]	That thou,light winged Dryad of the trees,
[00:57.984]	In some melodious plot
[01:00.321]	Of beechen green,and shadows numberless,
[01:01.589]	Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
[01:07.741]	O,for a draught of vintage!that hath been
[01:10.841]	Cooled a long age in the deep-delved earth,
[01:13.939]	Tasting of Flora and the country green,
[01:16.896]	Dance,and Provencal song,and sunburnt mirth!
[01:21.574]	O for a beaker full of the warm South,
[01:24.472]	Full of the true,the blushful Hippocrene,
[01:28.277]	With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
[01:31.69]	And purple-stained mouth,
[01:33.863]	That I may drink,and leave the world unseen,
[01:38.447]	And with thee fade away into the forest dim.
[01:43.221]	Fade far away,dissolve,and quite forget
[01:47.744]	What thou amongst the leaves hast never known,
[01:51.94]	The weariness,the fever,and the fret
[01:54.954]	Here,where men sit and hear each other groan;
[01:58.510]	Where palsy shakes a few,sad,last grey hairs.
[02:02.575]	Where youth grows pale,and spectre-thin,and dies;
[02:07.144]	Where nut to think is to be full of sorrow
[02:09.392]	And leaden-eyed despairs;
[02:12.543]	Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes,
[02:15.895]	Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow.
[02:20.564]	Away!away!for I will fly to thee,
[02:24.734]	Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards,
[02:27.985]	But on the viewless wings of Poesy,
[02:30.982]	Though the dull brain perplexes and retards.
[02:34.640]	Already with thee!tender is the night,
[02:38.649]	And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,
[02:41.700]	Clustered around by all her starry Fays;
[02:45.103]	But here there is no light,
[02:47.494]	Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
[02:50.187]	Through verduous glooms and winding mossy ways.
[02:55.166]	I cannot se what flowers are at my feet,
[02:58.263]	Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,
[03:01.772]	But,in embalmed darkness,guess each sweet
[03:05.123]	Wherewith the seasonable month endows
[03:06.950]	The grass,the thicket,and the fruit-tree wild --
[03:10.811]	White hawthorn,and the pastoral eglantine;
[03:14.62]	Fast fading violets covered up in leaves;
[03:17.619]	And mid-May's eldest child,
[03:20.165]	The coming musk-rose,full of dewy wine,
[03:24.284]	The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
[03:30.122]	Darkling I listen;and for many a time
[03:34.490]	I have been half in love with easeful Death,
[03:38.103]	Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme,
[03:41.605]	To take into the air my quiet breath;
[03:45.668]	Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
[03:48.968]	To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
[03:52.471]	While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
[03:55.169]	In such an ecstasy!
[03:57.303]	Still wouldst thou sing,and I have ears in vain --
[04:02.60]	To thy high requiem become a sod.
[04:07.188]	Thou wast not born for death,immortal Bird!
[04:11.224]	No hungry generations tread thee down;
[04:15.492]	The voice I hear this passing night eas heard
[04:17.832]	In ancient days by emperor and clown:
[04:21.287]	Perhaps the self-same song that found a path
[04:24.78]	Through the sad heart of Ruth,when,sick for home,
[04:27.379]	She stood in tears amid the alien corn;
[04:31.88]	The same that oft-times hath
[04:32.513]	Charmed magic casements,opening on the foam
[04:36.127]	Of perilous seas,in faery lands forlorn.
[04:41.460]	Forlorn!the very word is like a bell
[04:45.829]	To toll me back from thee to my sole self!
[04:49.434]	Adieu!the fancy cannot cheat so well
[04:52.961]	As she is famed to do,deceiving elf.
[04:55.905]	Adieu!adieu!thy plaintive anthem fades
[05:01.389]	Past the near meadows,over the still stream,
[05:05.72]	Up the hill-side;and now 'tis buried deep
[05:08.982]	In the next valley-glades:
[05:12.29]	Was it a vision,or a waking dream?
[05:16.346]	Fled is that music --Do I wake or sleep?

[00:00.00]	zuo ci : John Keats
[00:32.884]	My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
[00:36.541]	My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
[00:41.314]	Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
[00:43.703]	One minute past, and Lethewards had sunk:
[00:48.633]	' Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
[00:51.532]	But being too happy in thine happiness
[00:54.783]	That thou, light winged Dryad of the trees,
[00:57.984]	In some melodious plot
[01:00.321]	Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,
[01:01.589]	Singest of summer in fullthroated ease.
[01:07.741]	O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been
[01:10.841]	Cooled a long age in the deepdelved earth,
[01:13.939]	Tasting of Flora and the country green,
[01:16.896]	Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth!
[01:21.574]	O for a beaker full of the warm South,
[01:24.472]	Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene,
[01:28.277]	With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
[01:31.69]	And purplestained mouth,
[01:33.863]	That I may drink, and leave the world unseen,
[01:38.447]	And with thee fade away into the forest dim.
[01:43.221]	Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget
[01:47.744]	What thou amongst the leaves hast never known,
[01:51.94]	The weariness, the fever, and the fret
[01:54.954]	Here, where men sit and hear each other groan
[01:58.510]	Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last grey hairs.
[02:02.575]	Where youth grows pale, and spectrethin, and dies
[02:07.144]	Where nut to think is to be full of sorrow
[02:09.392]	And leadeneyed despairs
[02:12.543]	Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes,
[02:15.895]	Or new Love pine at them beyond tomorrow.
[02:20.564]	Away! away! for I will fly to thee,
[02:24.734]	Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards,
[02:27.985]	But on the viewless wings of Poesy,
[02:30.982]	Though the dull brain perplexes and retards.
[02:34.640]	Already with thee! tender is the night,
[02:38.649]	And haply the QueenMoon is on her throne,
[02:41.700]	Clustered around by all her starry Fays
[02:45.103]	But here there is no light,
[02:47.494]	Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
[02:50.187]	Through verduous glooms and winding mossy ways.
[02:55.166]	I cannot se what flowers are at my feet,
[02:58.263]	Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,
[03:01.772]	But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet
[03:05.123]	Wherewith the seasonable month endows
[03:06.950]	The grass, the thicket, and the fruittree wild
[03:10.811]	White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine
[03:14.62]	Fast fading violets covered up in leaves
[03:17.619]	And midMay' s eldest child,
[03:20.165]	The coming muskrose, full of dewy wine,
[03:24.284]	The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
[03:30.122]	Darkling I listen and for many a time
[03:34.490]	I have been half in love with easeful Death,
[03:38.103]	Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme,
[03:41.605]	To take into the air my quiet breath
[03:45.668]	Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
[03:48.968]	To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
[03:52.471]	While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
[03:55.169]	In such an ecstasy!
[03:57.303]	Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain
[04:02.60]	To thy high requiem become a sod.
[04:07.188]	Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!
[04:11.224]	No hungry generations tread thee down
[04:15.492]	The voice I hear this passing night eas heard
[04:17.832]	In ancient days by emperor and clown:
[04:21.287]	Perhaps the selfsame song that found a path
[04:24.78]	Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home,
[04:27.379]	She stood in tears amid the alien corn
[04:31.88]	The same that ofttimes hath
[04:32.513]	Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam
[04:36.127]	Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
[04:41.460]	Forlorn! the very word is like a bell
[04:45.829]	To toll me back from thee to my sole self!
[04:49.434]	Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well
[04:52.961]	As she is famed to do, deceiving elf.
[04:55.905]	Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades
[05:01.389]	Past the near meadows, over the still stream,
[05:05.72]	Up the hillside and now ' tis buried deep
[05:08.982]	In the next valleyglades:
[05:12.29]	Was it a vision, or a waking dream?
[05:16.346]	Fled is that music Do I wake or sleep?

[00:00.00]	zuò cí : John Keats
[00:32.884]	My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
[00:36.541]	My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
[00:41.314]	Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
[00:43.703]	One minute past, and Lethewards had sunk:
[00:48.633]	' Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
[00:51.532]	But being too happy in thine happiness
[00:54.783]	That thou, light winged Dryad of the trees,
[00:57.984]	In some melodious plot
[01:00.321]	Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,
[01:01.589]	Singest of summer in fullthroated ease.
[01:07.741]	O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been
[01:10.841]	Cooled a long age in the deepdelved earth,
[01:13.939]	Tasting of Flora and the country green,
[01:16.896]	Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth!
[01:21.574]	O for a beaker full of the warm South,
[01:24.472]	Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene,
[01:28.277]	With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
[01:31.69]	And purplestained mouth,
[01:33.863]	That I may drink, and leave the world unseen,
[01:38.447]	And with thee fade away into the forest dim.
[01:43.221]	Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget
[01:47.744]	What thou amongst the leaves hast never known,
[01:51.94]	The weariness, the fever, and the fret
[01:54.954]	Here, where men sit and hear each other groan
[01:58.510]	Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last grey hairs.
[02:02.575]	Where youth grows pale, and spectrethin, and dies
[02:07.144]	Where nut to think is to be full of sorrow
[02:09.392]	And leadeneyed despairs
[02:12.543]	Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes,
[02:15.895]	Or new Love pine at them beyond tomorrow.
[02:20.564]	Away! away! for I will fly to thee,
[02:24.734]	Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards,
[02:27.985]	But on the viewless wings of Poesy,
[02:30.982]	Though the dull brain perplexes and retards.
[02:34.640]	Already with thee! tender is the night,
[02:38.649]	And haply the QueenMoon is on her throne,
[02:41.700]	Clustered around by all her starry Fays
[02:45.103]	But here there is no light,
[02:47.494]	Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
[02:50.187]	Through verduous glooms and winding mossy ways.
[02:55.166]	I cannot se what flowers are at my feet,
[02:58.263]	Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,
[03:01.772]	But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet
[03:05.123]	Wherewith the seasonable month endows
[03:06.950]	The grass, the thicket, and the fruittree wild
[03:10.811]	White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine
[03:14.62]	Fast fading violets covered up in leaves
[03:17.619]	And midMay' s eldest child,
[03:20.165]	The coming muskrose, full of dewy wine,
[03:24.284]	The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
[03:30.122]	Darkling I listen and for many a time
[03:34.490]	I have been half in love with easeful Death,
[03:38.103]	Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme,
[03:41.605]	To take into the air my quiet breath
[03:45.668]	Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
[03:48.968]	To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
[03:52.471]	While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
[03:55.169]	In such an ecstasy!
[03:57.303]	Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain
[04:02.60]	To thy high requiem become a sod.
[04:07.188]	Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!
[04:11.224]	No hungry generations tread thee down
[04:15.492]	The voice I hear this passing night eas heard
[04:17.832]	In ancient days by emperor and clown:
[04:21.287]	Perhaps the selfsame song that found a path
[04:24.78]	Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home,
[04:27.379]	She stood in tears amid the alien corn
[04:31.88]	The same that ofttimes hath
[04:32.513]	Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam
[04:36.127]	Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
[04:41.460]	Forlorn! the very word is like a bell
[04:45.829]	To toll me back from thee to my sole self!
[04:49.434]	Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well
[04:52.961]	As she is famed to do, deceiving elf.
[04:55.905]	Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades
[05:01.389]	Past the near meadows, over the still stream,
[05:05.72]	Up the hillside and now ' tis buried deep
[05:08.982]	In the next valleyglades:
[05:12.29]	Was it a vision, or a waking dream?
[05:16.346]	Fled is that music Do I wake or sleep?

[00:32.884]	我的心在痛，困顿和麻木（ps:歌词为约翰·济慈的《夜莺颂》，该翻译为诗人查良铮版本，不求积分，我只是搬运工~~）
[00:36.541]	刺进了感官有如饮过毒鸩
[00:41.314]	又像是刚把鸦片吞服
[00:43.703]	於是向列斯忘川下沉
[00:48.633]	并不是我忌妒你的好运
[00:51.532]	而是你的快乐使我太欢欣--
[00:54.783]	因为在林间嘹亮的天地里
[00:57.984]	你呵,轻翅的仙灵
[01:00.321]	你躲进山毛榉的葱绿和荫影
[01:01.589]	放开了歌喉,歌唱著夏季
[01:07.741]	唉,要是有一口酒,那冷藏
[01:10.841]	在地下多年的清醇饮料
[01:13.939]	一尝就令人想起绿色之邦
[01:16.896]	想起花神,恋歌,阳光和舞蹈
[01:21.574]	要是有一杯南国的温暖
[01:24.472]	充满了鲜红的灵感之泉
[01:28.277]	杯缘明灭著珍珠的泡沫
[01:31.69]	给嘴唇染上紫斑
[01:33.863]	我要一饮而尽而悄然离开尘寰
[01:38.447]	和你同去幽暗的林中隐没
[01:43.221]	远远地,远远隐没,让我忘掉
[01:47.744]	你在树叶间从不知道的一切
[01:51.94]	忘记这疲劳,热病,和焦躁
[01:54.954]	这使人对坐而悲叹的世界
[01:58.510]	在这里,青春,苍白,削瘦,死亡
[02:02.575]	而瘫痪有几根白发在摇摆
[02:07.144]	在这里,稍一思索就充满了
[02:09.392]	忧伤和灰暗的绝望
[02:12.543]	而美保持不住明眸的光彩
[02:15.895]	新生的爱情活不到明天就枯凋
[02:20.564]	去吧!去吧!我要朝你飞去
[02:24.734]	不用和酒神坐文豹的车驾
[02:27.985]	我要展开诗歌底无形的羽翼
[02:30.982]	尽管这头脑已经困顿,疲乏
[02:34.640]	去了,我已经和你同往
[02:38.649]	夜这般温柔,月后正登上宝座
[02:41.700]	周围是侍卫她的一群星星
[02:45.103]	但这儿不甚明亮
[02:47.494]	除了有一线天光,被微风带过
[02:50.187]	葱绿的幽暗和藓苔的曲径
[02:55.166]	我看不出是哪种花在脚旁
[02:58.263]	什麼清香的花挂在树枝上
[03:01.772]	在温馨的幽暗理,我只能猜想
[03:05.123]	这时令该把哪种芬芳
[03:06.950]	赋予这果树,林莽和草丛
[03:10.811]	这白枳花,和田野的玫瑰
[03:14.62]	这绿叶堆中易凋谢的紫罗兰
[03:17.619]	还有五月中旬的娇宠
[03:20.165]	这缀满了露酒的麝香蔷薇
[03:24.284]	它成了夏夜蚊蚋嗡营的港湾
[03:30.122]	我在黑暗中里倾听,多少次
[03:34.490]	我几乎爱上了静谧的死亡
[03:38.103]	我在诗思里用尽了我言辞
[03:41.605]	求他把我的一息散入空茫
[03:45.668]	而现在,死更是多麼的富丽
[03:48.968]	在午夜里溘然魂离人间
[03:52.471]	当你正倾泻你的心怀
[03:55.169]	发出这般的狂喜
[03:57.303]	发出这般的狂喜
[04:02.60]	你的莽歌只能唱给泥草一块
[04:07.188]	永生的鸟,你不会死去
[04:11.224]	饿的世代无法将你蹂躏
[04:15.492]	今夜,我偶然听到的歌曲
[04:17.832]	当使古代的帝王和村夫喜悦
[04:21.287]	或许这同样的歌也曾激荡
[04:24.78]	露丝忧郁的心,使她不禁落泪
[04:27.379]	站在异邦的谷田里想著家
[04:31.88]	就是这声音常常
[04:32.513]	在失掉了的仙域里引动窗扉
[04:36.127]	一个美女望著大海险恶的浪花
[04:41.460]	失掉了,这句话好比一声钟
[04:45.829]	使我猛省到我站脚的地方
[04:49.434]	别了!幻想,这骗人的妖童
[04:52.961]	不能老耍弄它盛传的伎俩
[04:55.905]	别了!别了!你怨诉的歌声
[05:01.389]	流过草坪,越过幽静的溪水
[05:05.72]	溜上山坡,而此时它正深深
[05:08.982]	埋在附近的溪谷中
[05:12.29]	这是个幻觉,还是梦寐
[05:16.346]	那歌声去了-我是睡?是醒?

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