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Осенний вихрь.

О, как же я теперь в своих лохмотьях

На Тикусая нищего похож! (Басё)

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Хм, сразу подумалось:

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Хакуин Экаку (1685-1768)

Два слепца на мосту из бревна

горизонтальный свиток, 28 x 83.8 cm

Gitter-Yelen Collection

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Иранский мультфильм, сделанный примерно 5 лет назад, называется «У Хаджар сегодня свадьба» (другое название «Сильный-сильный дождь идет»). Мне кажется, никакого перевода здесь не потребуется: в фильме читают веселое стихотворение.

Красавица Хаджар готовится к празднованию своей свадьбы, ей помогают все родственники и друзья. Вдруг начался сильный дождь, надо срочно убирать со двора заготовленное угощение! Но вот облака расступились, к Хаджар пришел красавец-жених и церемония состоялась. Саму историю рассказывают с незапамятных времен передают из поколения в поколение.

Главным мультипликатором, режиссером и сценаристом стала Махин Джавахериан – известный иранский аниматор, которую очень интересует фольклор и народная музыка.

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А вот оригинальная баллада Стивенсона:

HEATHER ALE

A Galloway Legend

From the bonny bells of heather

They brewed a drink long-syne,

Was sweeter far than honey,

Was stronger far than wine.

They brewed it and they drank it,

And lay in a blessed swound

For days and days together

In their dwellings underground.

There rose a king in Scotland,

A fell man to his foes,

He smote the Picts in battle,

He hunted them like roes.

Over miles of the red mountain

He hunted as they fled,

And strewed the dwarfish bodies

Of the dying and the dead.

Summer came in the country,

Red was the heather bell;

But the manner of the brewing

Was none alive to tell.

In graves that were like children's

On many a mountain head,

The Brewsters of the Heather

Lay numbered with the dead.

The king in the red moorland

Rode on a summer's day;

And the bees hummed, and the curlews

Cried beside the way.

The king rode, and was angry,

Black was his brow and pale,

To rule in a land of heather

And lack the Heather Ale.

It fortuned that his vassals,

Riding free on the heath,

Came on a stone that was fallen

And vermin hid beneath.

Rudely plucked from their hiding,

Never a word they spoke:

A son and his aged father -

Last of the dwarfish folk.

The king sat high on his charger,

He looked on the little men;

And the dwarfish and swarthy couple

Looked at the king again.

Down by the shore he had them;

And there on the giddy brink -

"I will give you life, ye vermin,

For the secret of the drink."

There stood the son and father

And they looked high and low;

The heather was red around them,

The sea rumbled below.

And up and spoke the father,

Shrill was his voice to hear:

"I have a word in private,

A word for the royal ear.

"Life is dear to the aged,

And honour a little thing;

I would gladly sell the secret,"

Quoth the Pict to the King.

His voice was small as a sparrow's,

And shrill and wonderful clear:

"I would gladly sell my secret,

Only my son I fear.

"For life is a little matter,

And death is nought to the young;

And I dare not sell my honour

Under the eye of my son.

Take HIM, O king, and bind him,

And cast him far in the deep;

And it's I will tell the secret

That I have sworn to keep."

They took the son and bound him,

Neck and heels in a thong,

And a lad took him and swung him,

And flung him far and strong,

And the sea swallowed his body,

Like that of a child of ten; -

And there on the cliff stood the father,

Last of the dwarfish men.

"True was the word I told you:

Only my son I feared;

For I doubt the sapling courage

That goes without the beard.

But now in vain is the torture,

Fire shall never avail:

Here dies in my bosom

The secret of Heather Ale".

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