引子
有一首歌這樣唱到:
讓我們再去吧,兄弟,讓我們?nèi)ビ佑晟瘢?/p>
讓我們唱起我們的祈禱曲。
我們要走了,馬上我們就出發(fā),
我們要把雨神帶回來。
雨神來了,雨神來了。
雨下來了,植物長出來了。
讓我們再去吧,兄弟,讓我們?nèi)ビ佑晟瘛?/p>
一個男人說他的祈禱詞,唱他的歌。在他心中裝著對他來說既重要又特別的一切: 他的家,他的孩子,他的語言,他自己。在做事之前他必須從精神和肉體上做好準(zhǔn)備。只有做好了準(zhǔn)備,他才開始做事。
那男子離家遠(yuǎn)行,他遭遇了各種人和事。他冒過險,認(rèn)識許多人,獲得知識,去到不同地方,他總是在尋找。有時候,旅行充滿危險,有時候他找到意義,有時候他窮困潦倒,但他堅持住,他必須堅持。他的旅行也是一段祈禱,他必須堅持下去。
PROLOGUE
There is a song which goes like this:
Let us go again, brother; let us go for the shiwana.
Let us make our prayer songs.
We will go now. Now we are going.
We will bring back the shiwana.
They are coming now. Now, they are coming. It is flowing. The plants are growing.
Let us go again, brother; let us go for the shiwana.
A man makes his prayers, he sings his songs. He considers all that is important and special to him, his home, children, his language, the self that he is. He must make spiritual and physical preparation before anything else. Only then does anything begin.
A man leaves; he encounters all manners of things. He has adventures, meets people, acquires knowledge, goes different places, he is always looking, Sometimes
那個男人回到家,雖然回家也不無失望和悲傷的時候,但也不失其美感和快樂。他有時納悶,有時洞穿一切。那是因為旅程的每一步都是祈禱。他必須經(jīng)歷他不得不經(jīng)歷的事,才能帶回來他追求的東西,才能回到他自己。
雨下來。雨神已經(jīng)注意到這個男人,雨神來了。這個男人把雨帶回來了。雨下來了,雨水滋養(yǎng)著萬物。這個男人回到他自我本身的力量?;氐剿募?,他的人民,他的語言,他對自己的知識。整個行程已經(jīng)走過,人生充滿美和意義,人生會繼續(xù)下去,因為人生沒有盡頭。
the traveling is hazardous; sometimes he finds meaning and sometimes he is destitute. But he continues; he must. His traveling is a prayer as well, and he must keep on.
A man returns, and even the returning has moments of despair and tragedy. But there is beauty and there is joy. At times he is confused, and at times he sees with utter clarity. It is all part of the traveling that is a prayer. There are things he must go through before he can bring back what he seeks, before he can return to himself.
The rain comes and falls. The shiwana have heeded the man, and they have come. The man has brought back the rain. It falls, and it is nourishing. The man returns to the strength that his selfhood is, his home, people, his language, the knowledge of who he is. The cycle has been traveled; life has beauty and meaning, and it will continue because life has no end.