夢遊天姥吟留別

李白唐代

海客談瀛洲，

煙濤微茫信難求。

越人語天姥，

雲霞明滅或可睹。

天姥連天曏天橫，

勢拔五嶽掩赤城。

天台四萬八千丈，

對此欲倒東南傾。

我欲因之夢吳越，

一夜飛度鏡湖月。

湖月照我影，

送我至剡溪。

謝公宿處今尚在，

淥水盪漾清猿啼。

腳著謝公屐，

身登青雲梯。

半壁見海日，

空中聞天雞。

千巖萬轉路不定，

迷花倚石忽已暝。

熊咆龍吟殷巖泉，

慄深林兮驚層巔。

雲青青兮欲雨，

水澹澹兮生煙。

列缺霹靂，

丘巒崩摧。

洞天石扇，

訇然中開。

青冥浩蕩不見底，

日月照耀金銀臺。

霓爲衣兮風爲馬，

雲之君兮紛紛而來下。

虎鼓瑟兮鸞回車，

仙之人兮列如麻。

忽魂悸以魄動，

怳驚起而長嗟。

惟覺時之枕蓆，

失曏來之煙霞。

世間行樂亦如此，

古來萬事東流水。

別君去時何時還？

且放白鹿青崖間，

須行即騎訪名山。

安能摧眉折腰事權貴,

使我不得開心顏！

譯文

Of fairy isles seafarers speak,
'Mid dimming mist and surging waves, so hard to seek;
Of Skyland Southerners are proud,
Perceivable through fleeting or dispersing cloud.
Mount Skyland threatens heaven, massed against the sky,
Surpassing the Five Peaks and dwarfing Mount Red Town.
Mount Heaven's Terrace, five hundred thousand feet high,
Nearby to the southeast, appears to crumbled down.
Longing in dreams for Southern land, one night
I flew o'er Mirror Lake in moonlight.
My shadow's followed by moonbeams
Until I reach Shimmering Streams,
Where Hermitage of Master Xie can still be seen,
And clearly gibbons wail ơ'er rippling water green.
I put Xie's pegged boot
Each on one foot,
And scale the mountain ladder to blue cloud.
On eastern cliff I see
Sunrise at sea,
And in mid-air I hear sky-cock crow loud.
The footpath meanders 'mid a thousand crags in the vale,
I'm lured by rocks and flowers when the day turns pale.
Bears roar and dragons howl and thunders the cascade,
Deep forests quake and ridges tremble: they are afraid!
From dark, dark cloud comes rain;
On pale, pale waves mists plane.
Oh! lightning flashes
And thunder rumbles,
With stunning crashes
Peak on peak crumbles.
The stone gate of a fairy cavern under
Suddenly breaks asunder.
So blue, so deep, so vast appears an endless sky,
Where sun and moon shine on gold and silver terraces high.
Clad in the rainbow, riding on the wind,
The Lords of Clouds descend in a procession long.
Their chariots drawn by phoenix disciplined,
And tigers playing for them a zither song.
Row upon row, like fields of hemp, immortals throng.
Suddenly my heart and soul stirred, I
Awake with a long, long sigh.
I find my head on pillow lie
And fair visions gone by.
Likewise all human joys will pass away
Just as east-flowing water of olden day.
I'll take my leave of you, not knowing for how long.
I'll tend a white deer among
The grassy slopes of the green hill
So that I may ride it to famous mountains at will.
How can I stoop and bow before the men in power
And so deny myself a happy hour!