Thường Quán & Lê Đình Nhất-Lang chuyển ngữ

Phần của người thơ

Thét cây ngàn Hống nước sông Rum
Ba tấc gươm ai nát trướng hùm
Cho đẹp vàng tơ ngôn ngữ Việt
Phần ai manh áo cỏ xanh um

The Poet’s Lot

Shout, trees and shrubs of Mount Hống, water of the underneath river Rum
A sword of half-a-meter length, under a tattered field banner, once the Unconquered Might of Tiger
Towards the fine young silk – turning, refining – of the language
While, this upkeep, your lot, a buried thin shirt – grass of running lush-green field

– translated by Thường Quán

 
The Poet’s Lot

Roaring over the trees of Hống and the water of Rum
A three-foot sword was someone’s life in a ragged tiger tent.
To beautify as golden silk the Viet tongue
Someone’s lot is a cloth of grass richly green.

– translated by Lê Ðình Nhất-Lang

Articles by Vũ Hoàng Chương

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