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那一夜,我彻夜聆听梵唱
仓央嘉措
那一夜,我彻夜聆听梵唱,不为参悟,只为寻你的一丝气息;
那一天,我终日咏诵经文,不为得道,只为倾听你的深情;
那一月,我转动所有的经筒,不为超度,只为触摸你的指尖;
那一年,我磕长头拥抱尘土,不为朝佛,只为贴近你的温暖;
那一世,我走遍十万大山,不为修来世,只为途中能与你相见。
1.
Bcheng (海外逸士):
各位譯法各有千秋。現在我把各人優點收集在一起﹕
On that night, I listened to the chanting of sutras overnight, not for enlightenment, but to seek for a wisp of your breath;
On that day, I chanted sutras all day long, not for being godlike, but to hearken to your deep affection;
In that month, I turned round all the cylinders holding sutras, not for nirvana, but to touch your fingertips;
In that year, I kowtowed and embraced the earth, not to worship the Buddha, but for being close to your warmth;
In the other life, I treaded all over the Myriad Mountains, not for reincarnation, but to meet you midway.
2.
云天:
That night, I listened to the chants till dawn, not for perception, but to seek a wisp of your breath;
That day, I recited verses throughout the day, not for enlightenment, but to listen to your affection;
That month, I turned all the scripture tubes, not for rebirth, but to touch your fingertips;
That year, I prostrated myself to embrace dust, not to worship Buddha, but to cling to your warmth;
That life, I treaded all over ten myriad mountains, not for reincarnation, but to meet you on my path.
3.
老瓦(WOA):
That evening, my ears were but on the hymn, for no musing but a breath of your being
That day, my voice was but on the chant, for no awakening but a steal of your feeling
That month, my hands were but on the wheels, for no rebirth but a tap of your fingers
That year, my Orz was but on the dust, for no worship but a touch of your warmth
That long life of mine, my feet were all over the mountains, for no afterlife but a briefing with you midway
4.
赏石:
At night, I am alerted to the intonation, not for enlightening, but snese of being
At day, I am endlessly reciting the scripture, not for being saintly, but flow of love
For months, I am turning every prayer wheel, not for heaven, but to hold on your finger tips
For years, I am embracing the earth on the road of pilgrimage, not for the holy, but the closeness of the warmth
For life, I climbed mountains after montains, not for the etnernity, but an opptunity of encountering midway
5.
八十一子:
That night, I listened to the chanting till daybreak, not seeking awakening but the whisper under your breath
That day, I prayed till sunset, not asking for enlightenment but the feel of your compassion
That month, I turned all prayer wheels, not in quest for nirvana but the tenderness of your fingertips
That year, I prostrated to embrace the dirt along my pilgrimage, not for worshiping the Buddha but a touch of your warmth
That whole life I had, I searched ten thousand mountains, not for a path to reincarnation but the chance to meet you on the paths
6.
gz:
That night, I listened to the chanting till daybreak, not for awakening, but to feel a puff of your breath
That day, I prayed through out the whole day, not for enlightenment, but to seek for your love
That month, I turned all prayer wheels, not to purify my soul, but to touch where your fingers touched
That year, I prostrated to embrace the dirt along my pilgrimage, not to worship the Buddha, but to feel your warmth
In that whole life I had, I searched through all ten thousand mountains, not for reincarnation, but wishing in vain to meet you again!
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