《肖申克的救赎》

《肖申克的救赎》台词

　　These walls are kind of funny like that. First you hate them, then you get used to them. Enough time passed, get so you depend on them. That`s institution alized.

　　监狱那的高墙实在是很有趣。其实刚入狱的时候，你痛恨周围的高墙；慢慢的，你就习惯了生活在其中；最终你会发现自己不得不依靠它而生存。 这就是体制化。

　　Fear can hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free. A strong man can save himself. A great man can save another.

　　懦怯囚禁人的灵魂，希望可以感受自由。强者自救，圣者渡人。

　　It takes a strong man to save himself, and a great man to save another.

　　坚强的人只能救赎自己，伟大的人才能拯救他人 。

　　Fear can hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free. A strong man can save himself. A great man can save another.

　　懦怯囚禁人的灵魂，希望也可以感受自由。强者自救，圣者渡人。

　　Remember, Red, hope is good thing, mabye the best of things. And no good thing ever dies.

　　希望是件美丽的东西，也许是最好的东西。美好的东西是永远不会死的。

　　I find Im so excited. I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend, and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.

　　我发现自己是那么的激动，以至于不能静静地坐下来思考。我认为只有那些重获自由即将踏上新征程的人们才能感受到这种即将揭开未来神秘面纱的激动心情。我希望跨越千山万水握住朋友的手，我是希望太平洋的海水如同梦中的一样蓝：我希望。

　　I have no idea to this day what those two Italian ladies were singing about. Truth is, I dont want to know. Some things are better left unsaid.Id like to think they were singing about somethings so beautiful,it can t expressed in words,and it makes your heart ache because of it.I tell you, th ose voices soared higher and farther than anybody in a great place dares to dr eam. It was as if some beautiful bird had flapped into our drab little cage an d made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man is Shawshank felt free.

　　到今天我还不知道那两个意大利娘们在唱些什么，其实，我也不想知道。有 些东西还是留着不说为妙。我像她们该是在唱一些非常美妙动人的故事，美妙得难以用言 语来表达，美妙的让你心痛。告诉你吧，这些声音直插云霄，飞得比任何一个人敢想的梦 还要遥远。就像一些美丽的鸟儿扑扇着翅膀来到我们褐色牢笼，让那些墙壁消失得无影无踪。就在那一刹那，鲨堡监狱的每一个人都感到了自由。

　　There`s not a day goes by I don`t feel regret. Not because I`m in here, or because you think I should. I look back on the way I was then. Then a young, stupid kid who committed that terrible crime. I want to talk to him. I want to try and talk some sense to him, tell him the way things are. But I can`t. That kid`s long gone and this old man is all that`s left. I got to live with that. Rehabilitated? It`s just a bull.......... word. So you go on and stamp your form, sorry, and stop wasting my time. Because to tell you the truth, I don`t give a shit.

　　我无时不刻地对自己的所作所为深感内疚，这不是因为我在这里(指监狱)，也不是讨好你们(指假释官)。回首曾经走过的弯路，我多么想对那个犯下重罪的愚蠢的年轻人说些什么，告诉他我现在的感受，告诉他还可以有其他的方式解决问题。可是，我做不到了。那个年轻人早已淹没在岁月的长河里，只留下一个老人孤独地面对过去。重新做人?骗人罢了!小子，别再浪费我的时间了，盖你的章吧，我不会再废话了。

　　Heres where it makes the most sense. You need it so you dont foget. Foget that there are palce in the world that arent made out of stone That theres a---theres a---theres something inside thats yours, that they cant touch.

　　这就是意义所在。你需要它，就好像自己不要忘记。忘记世上还有不是用石 头围起来的地方。忘记自己的内心还有你自己的东西，他们碰不到的东西。

　　Thats the beauty of music. They cant take that away from you.

　　这就是音乐的美丽。他们无法把这种美丽从你那里夺去。

　　Let me tell you something my friend: Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane.

　　听我说，朋友，希望是件危险的.事。希望能叫人发疯。

　　Red narrating: These walls are kind of funny like that. First you hateem, then you get used toem. Enough time passes, gets so you depend on them.

　　这些高墙还真是有点意思。一开始你恨它，然后你对它就习惯了。等相当的 时间过去后，你还会依赖它。

　　Fear can hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free.

　　恐惧让你沦为囚犯。希望让你重获自由。

　　It takes a strong man to save himself, and a great man to save another.

　　坚强的人只能救赎自己，伟大的人才能拯救他人。

　　Some birds arent meant to be caged, thats all. Their feathers are just too bright.

　　有些鸟注定是不会被关在笼子里的，因为它们的每一片羽毛都闪耀着自由的光辉。

　　不要忘了，这个世界穿透一切高墙的东西，它就在我们的内心深处，他们无法达到，也接触不到，那就是希望。

　　I have no idea to this day what those two Italian ladies were s inging about. Truth is, I dont want to know. Som-e things are better left uns

　　aid.Id like to think they were singing about somethings so beautiful,it can t expressed in words,and it makes y-our heart ache because of it.I tell you, th ose voices soared higher and farther than anybody in a great place dares to dr eam. It was as if some beautiful bird had flapped into our drab little cage an d made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man is Shawshank felt free.

　　到今天我还不知道那两个意大利娘们在唱些什么。其实，我也不想知道。有些东西还是留着不说比较好。我像她们该是在唱一些非常美妙动人的故事，美妙得难以用言语来表达，美妙的让你心痛。告诉你吧，这些声音直插云霄，飞得比任何一个人敢想的梦 还要遥远。就像一些美丽的鸟儿扑扇着翅膀来到我们褐色牢笼，让那些墙壁消失得无影无踪。就在那一刹那，肖申克监狱的每一个人都感到了自由。

　　I have to remind myself that some birds dont mean to be caged . Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up. DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that theyre gone. I guess I just miss my friend.

　　我得经常同自己说，有些鸟儿是关不住的。他们的羽毛太鲜亮了。当它们飞走的时候，你心底里知道把他们关起来是一种罪恶，你会因此而振奋。不过，他们一走,你住的地方也就更加灰暗空虚。我觉得我真是怀念我的朋友。

　　每个人都是自己的上帝。如果你自己都放弃自己了，还有谁会救你?每个人都在忙，有的忙着生，有的忙着死。忙着追名逐利的你，忙着柴米油盐的你，停下来想一秒：你的大脑，是不是已经被体制化了?你的上帝在哪里?

　　I guess it comes down to a simple choice:get busy living or get busy dying.

　　生命可以归结为一种简单的选择：要么忙于生存，要么赶着去死。