To A Mouse By Robert Burns. Felix Mendelssohn- Bartholdy –Violin Concerto in E minor Op64 3rd mov. Allegro molto vivace

To a Mouse by Robert Burns - Peter Capaldi
緻小鼠---Robert Burns-Peter Capaldi
Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie,
光滑、畏縮、膽怯的小東西
O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
啊，你心裡是多麼地恐懼
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
你不用慌慌張張逃去
Wi' bickering brattle!
猛地向前衝
I wad be laith to rin an' chase thee
我不會拿著兇殘的犁耙
Wi' murd'ring pattle!
追殺你
I'm truly sorry man's dominion,
人的統治，真叫我遺憾
Has broken nature's social union,
中斷了自然界的真實連接
An' justifies that ill opinion,
流傳了那麼一種偏見
What makes thee startle
使你見了我這個人
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion,
便會四處逃竄
An ' fellow-mortal!
同樣是可憐地球生的同伴
I doubt na, whiles, but thou may thieve;
你你有時會偷竊，我毫不在意
What then? poor beastie , thou maun live!
那又算什麼呢，你得生活，可憐的東西
A daimen icker in a thrave
一把麥子上的零星穗兒
'S a sma' request ;
這要求不過分
I'll get a blessin wi' the lave,
留下來的已夠我享用
An' never miss't!
我也不會浪費
Thy wee bit housie, too, in ruin!
你那小巢也成了廢墟
It's silly wa's the win's are strewin!
大風呼呼地吹向四壁
An ' naething, now, to big a new ane,
如今你想再築新居
O' foggage green!
已找不到青草
An' bleak December's winds ensuin,
慘淡的北風刺骨又尖薄
Baith snell an' keen!
眼看就要來臨
Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste,
你看到荒蕪而沉寂的田野
An' weary winter comin fast,
凜冽的寒冬就要來臨
An' cozie here, beneath the blast,
你原本打算居住在這兒
Thou thought to dwell -
這避風的安樂窩
Till crash! the cruel coulter past
嘩啦一聲，殘忍的犁耙
Out thro' thy cell.
從你的巢裡穿過
That wee bit heap o' leaves an' stibble,
那一小撮殘根斷葉
Has cost thee mony a weary nibble!
你辛辛苦苦一點一滴拖來
Now thou's turn'd out, for a' thy trouble,
費了那麼大勁兒，終究還被趕出去
But house or hald,
如今你無屋無房
To thole the winter's sleety dribble,
藉以冬天的雨雪
An' cranreuch cauld!
和冰冷的白霜
But Mousie, thou art no thy lane,
但是也不止你一個，小鼠
In proving foresight may be vain;
預測未來沒多大用處
The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men
最妙的策劃，不管人和鼠
Gang aft agley ,
常常都會落空
An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain,
留下的不是預期的樂趣
For promis'd joy!
而是愁悶苦痛
Still thou art blest, compar'd wi' me;
和我相比，你還算處境好
The present only toucheth thee:
只是眼前影響了你
But och! I backward cast my e'e,
但是噢，我回眼過去
On prospects dreaer!
多麼慘淡的光景
An' forward, tho' I canna see,
放眼將來，我什麼也看不見
I guess an' fear!
唯有猜疑和恐懼