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本帖最后由 化不肥 于 2018-10-20 10:26 编辑
一个特别的僧侣
ONE PARTICULAR MONK
黑皮肤,是50年代初的。在熔化的玻璃中搅动他五英尺长的吹用铁管,但是他在观察别的东西。那让他感动得歌颂起来,轻快的男高音传到空气中,这位是凯尔兄弟。
Black skinned, early fifties.Stirs his five foot long blowing iron in the molten glass, but he is watching something else.It moves him to song. Lilting tenor lifts high into the air.This is BROTHER KYLE.
凯尔兄弟:
BROTHER KYLE
“他会猜到星星的升起,他病人的命运在何处定下。他知晓一切疾病的症状,是寒热或干湿。约翰兄弟,将成医学博士。”
Well would he guess the ascending of the star,Wherein his patient's fortunes settled were.He knew the course of every malady,Were it of cold or heat or moist or dry.Brother John, would-be Doctor of Physic.
我们看到了他歌颂的对象:
We see the object of his song:
约翰兄弟
BROTHER JOHN
还不到四十,外表强壮,但双眼后面带着恐惧,这恐惧源自内心缺乏自信,尽管有一张好脸蛋。
Not yet forty. Strong features, but fear behind the eyes.The fear that comes from a lack of inner confidence.A good face, nonetheless.
他在研钵中搅拌稠密的混合物,在他旁边的另一个僧侣坐到了他面前挽着他的胳膊,把袍袖卷起来,露出他严重的烧伤。
He stirs a thick mixture in a mortar.Next to him another MONK sits holding his arm out in front of him, cassock sleeve rolled up, revealing a vicious BURN.
凯尔兄弟:
BROTHER KYLE
“他很快就会用一个架子上的瓶子们来照顾你,但是治愈他自己的病很不容易。”
Tend you quickly he will,with bottles from a shelf.But heals not, so easily,The ills which plague himself.
约翰兄弟停止搅拌。
Brother John stops stirring.
约翰兄弟(对凯尔):
BROTHER JOHN (to Kyle)
“够了。”
Enough.
他用手指舀出药膏涂到烧伤僧侣的手臂,当冰凉的混合物接触到受伤区域时烧伤的僧侣猛地吸气。
He scoops the salve out with his fingers and applies it to the Burned Monk's arm. The Burned Monk INHALES sharply as the cool mixture contacts the injured area.
约翰兄弟:
BROTHER JOHN
(对烧伤僧侣)
(to the burned Monk)
“放松。”
Relax.
(对凯尔)
(to Kyle)
“去更好地利用你的肺吧。”
Put those lungs of yours to better use.
凯尔兄弟:
BROTHER KYLE
“是,托尔医生。”
Yes, Doc Tor.
凯尔大笑着,从熔化的玻璃中抽出吹用铁管——一团白热化的玻璃贴在末端。
Kyle laughs, removes the blowing iron from the molten glass -- a BLOB of white hot glass hanging on the end. |
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