Yet there was no pain. Only, as my chest grew colder the surrounding world grew ever more still. Ah, what stillness! Not even a bird in the sky above this grove in the shadows of the mountains. Only a lonely shaft of sunlight behind the cedars and bamboo. The shaft of sunlight-even that gradually dimmed. Then even the cedars and bamboo were no longer visible. As I lay there, I was enveloped in deep stillness.
然而卻沒有疼痛感。只是，隨著我的胸口越來越冷，周圍的世界也越來越靜。啊，多麼寂靜！在這片山林的陰影中，天空中連一隻鳥兒也沒有。只有一束孤獨的陽光在雪松和竹子後面。陽光也漸漸暗淡了。然後，連雪松和竹子也看不見了。當我躺在那裡時，我被深深的靜謐所包圍。

Then, someone approached me with stealthy footsteps. I tried to look over. But by then the darkness had pressed in all around me. The hand of someone-someone I couldn’t see-quietly drew the dagger from my chest. At the same time blood surged into my mouth once more. And I sank forever into the blackness of the abyss. . . .
然後，有人用躡手躡腳的腳步靠近我。我試著看過去。但是那時我周圍已經彌漫著黑暗。某人的手--我看不見的某人--悄悄地從我胸口拔出了匕首。與此同時，血液再次湧入我的口中。我永遠沉入了漆黑的深淵。. . .

1922
Translated by Seiji M. Lippit
翻譯：Seiji M. Lippit

One spring evening Padre Organtino ${}^{13}$${}^{13}$^(13){ }^{13} was walking alone in the garden of the Temple of the Southern Barbarians, ${}^{14}$${}^{14}$^(14){ }^{14} dragging the skirts of his long robe.
一個春天的傍晚，Padre Organtino ${}^{13}$${}^{13}$^(13){ }^{13} 拖著長袍的裙襬，獨自走在南蠻神廟的花園裡。

In the garden, Western plants-roses, olive, laurelhad been set among the pine and cypress trees. Above all, the roses, just beginning to bloom, gave off a faint sweet perfume into the evening light obscuring the trees. That seemed to lend a mysterious charm to the stillness of the garden, as if it were somehow not Japan.
在花園裡，西方的植物--玫瑰、橄欖、月桂都擺放在松樹和柏樹中。最重要的是，剛開始綻放的玫瑰在傍晚的陽光中散發著淡淡的甜香，遮住了樹木。這似乎為寂靜的花園增添了一份神秘的魅力，彷彿這不是日本。

As he strolled the lonely path strewn with red sand, Organtino idly gave himself up to melancholy reverie. The great Cathedral in Rome, the harbor of Lisbon, the music of the lute, the taste of almonds, the hymn “Lord, Our Soul’s Mirror”-such memories, before he was aware of it, brought the sorrow of homesickness into the heart of this redhaired bonze. To drive away this sorrow, he softly chanted the name of Deus. But this sorrow did not disappear; rather, it spread an even more oppressive mood throughout his breast.
當他漫步在散佈著紅沙的孤獨小路上時，Organtino 閒閒地讓自己沉浸在憂鬱的遐想中。羅馬的大教堂、里斯本的海港、絃琴的音樂、杏仁的味道、讚美詩「主啊，我們靈魂的鏡子」--這些回憶，在他意識到之前，就已經將思鄉的悲傷帶進了這個紅發少年的心中。為了驅散這股悲傷，他輕聲吟唱著 Deus 的名字。但這股哀愁並沒有消失，反而在他的胸中散播出一股更加壓抑的情緒。
“The scenery of this land is beautiful,” Organtino reflected.
"這片土地的風景很美，」Organtino 回想道。

“The scenery of this land is beautiful. And the climate, too, is quite mild. The natives, the Blacks, are perhaps better than these little yellow people. But here, too, the general temperament is easy to like. And moreover, our adherents now number several tens of thousands. For instance, this temple towers right in the midst of their capital city. So living here should be, if not delightful, at least not unpleasant, should it not? But I am plunged at times into the depths of melancholy. Then I want to return to Lisbon, I want to leave this land. Is this just the sorrow of homesickness? No, it would not have to be Lisbon; if I could just leave this land I would go anywhere at all. Even China, or Siam, or India - in the end, the sorrow of homesickness is not the whole of my melancholy. I feel just that I want to escape from this land, the sooner the better. But . . . But, the scenery of this land is beautiful. And the climate, too, is quite mild.”
"這片土地風景秀麗。氣候也相當溫和。當地的黑人也許比這些小黃種人更好。但這裏的人也很容易受到歡迎。此外，我們的信徒現在有幾萬人。舉例來說，這座寺廟就座落在他們的首都。因此，住在這裡即使不是令人愉快，至少也不會不愉快，不是嗎？但我有時會陷入深深的憂鬱之中。我想回到里斯本，我想離開這片土地。這只是思鄉的悲傷嗎？不，不一定是里斯本；如果我能離開這片土地，我願意去任何地方。即使是中國、暹羅或印度 - 歸根結柢，思鄉之愁並非我憂鬱的全部。我只覺得我想逃離這片土地，越快越好。但是......。但是，這片土地的風景很美。氣候也很溫和"

Organtino sighed. At that moment his eyes accidentally caught sight of pale white cherry blossoms which had fallen here and there on the moss under the trees. Cherry blossoms! Amazed, Organtino stared at an opening in a gloomy clump of trees. There, among four or five dwarf palms, a single weeping cherry, branches hanging low, fumed blos-soms like in a dream.
Organtino 嘆了口氣。這時，他的眼睛不小心瞄到了樹下的苔蘚上，一朵朵淺白色的櫻花紛紛落下。櫻花！奧甘提諾驚訝地望著一叢陰暗的樹叢中的一個缺口。在四五棵矮小的棕櫚樹之間，有一棵垂櫻，枝條低垂，像在夢中一樣冒著白煙。
“God save me!” For an instant, Organtino started to make the devil-quelling sign of the Cross. Actually, in that instant, the weeping cherry, blooming in the twilight, appeared to his eyes as dreadful as that. Dreadful-say rather that this cherry tree somehow made him uneasy, as if he were looking at Japan itself. But the next moment, when he discovered that it was no apparition, but just a cherry tree, he gave a forced smile of embarrassment and quietly returned his weak steps to the path by which he had come.
「上帝救我！」有那麼一瞬間，奧甘提諾開始做驅魔的十字架手勢。事實上，就在那一瞬間，在他眼中，那棵在暮色中綻放的垂枝櫻花就像那樣可怕。可怕的是，這棵櫻花樹莫名地讓他感到不安，就好像他看到的是日本本身一樣。但下一秒，當他發現這並非幻影，而只是一棵櫻花樹時，他尷尬地強笑了一下，然後靜靜地踏著微弱的腳步，回到他來時的小路上。

Thirty minutes later he was offering up prayers to Deus in the chancel of the Temple of the Southern Barbarians. Only a single lamp was suspended from the vaulted ceiling. By the light from that lamp, St. Michael struggled with demons from Hell for the corpse of Moses on the frescoed walls surrounding the chancel. But, tonight, perhaps because of the dim light, not only the valiant Archangel, but even the howling demons seemed mysteriously more graceful than usual. Or perhaps that was because the fresh roses and broom placed before the altar were giving off their fragrances. Behind the altar, his head firmly bent, Organtino gave this fervent prayer:
三十分鐘後，他在南蠻神殿的禮拜堂向 Deus 獻上祈禱。只有一盞燈懸掛在拱形天花板上。在那盞燈的光線下，聖米迦勒與地獄的惡魔奮力爭奪教堂周圍壁畫牆上的摩西屍體。但是，今晚，也許是因為燈光昏暗的關係，不僅是英勇的天使長，就連嚎叫的惡魔也顯得比平常神秘優雅。又或者，那是因為祭壇前擺放的新鮮玫瑰和掃帚正在散發它們的芳香。在祭壇後方，奧甘提諾緊緊彎下頭，虔誠地祈禱著：
“Hail Deus our Saviour, Merciful and Compassionate! I have revered you throughout my whole life, from the time I set sail from Lisbon. In spite of every hardship, I have advanced without faltering even one step to brighten the Glory of the Cross. Of course this was not something I could do alone. Everything is by Thy grace, Thou Lord of Heaven. But while living here in Japan, I have gradually begun to learn for the first time how difficult my mission is. In this land some sort of mysterious power is lurking in the mountains, in the forests, and in the towns, with their rows of houses. While invisible, it is hampering my mission. Otherwise, I should not have been plunged into the depths of melancholy as I have been recently, for no reason at all. What can that power be? I do not know. But in any case, that power pervades this whole land, exactly like an underground spring. If You cannot first defeat this power,–Oh, Hail Deus our Saviour, Merciful and Com-passionate!-the Japanese, who are prone to heresy, will probably never in all eternity venerate Your Majesty in Paradise. To that end I have suffered anguish upon anguish for these many days. Please grant to Your servant Organtino courage and patience . . .”
"萬福，我們的救世主，大慈大悲！從我從里斯本出發的那一刻起，我一生都崇敬您。儘管歷盡艱辛，我仍毫無退縮地向前邁進，一步一腳印地照亮十字架的榮耀。當然，這不是我一個人可以做到的。一切全靠祢的恩典，天主祢。但在日本生活時，我逐漸開始第一次了解到我的使命有多艱巨。在這片土地上，某種神秘的力量潛伏在山中、森林中，以及房屋鱗次櫛比的城鎮中。雖然看不見，但卻妨礙了我的任務。否則，我最近不該無緣無故陷入憂鬱的深淵。那種力量是什麼？我不知道。但無論如何，這股力量瀰漫了整片土地，就像地下泉水一樣。如果您不能首先打敗這股力量--哦，萬福，我們的救世主，仁慈而慈悲！--那些容易信奉異端邪說的日本人，可能永遠都不會在天堂裡敬仰您的陛下。為此，我在這些日子裡飽受痛苦的煎熬。請賜予您的僕人 Organtino 勇氣和耐心......"

Suddenly, just then, Organtino thought that he had heard
就在此時，Organtino 突然覺得他聽到了
a rooster cry. But he paid it no mind, and again continued his prayer.
公雞的叫聲。但他毫不在意，繼續他的禱告。
“To accomplish my mission I must fight the powers lurking in the mountains and rivers of this land–probably spirits which men cannot see. You submerged the Egyptian hosts in the depths of the Red Sea. The strength of this land’s spirits is probably no less than that of the Egyptian hosts. Please give to me, as You did to the prophets of old, for the struggle with this spirit, a . . .”
"為了完成使命，我必須與潛伏在這片土地山河間的力量--可能是人類看不到的靈魂--戰鬥。你在紅海的深處淹沒了埃及的軍隊。這片土地上的靈魂的力量可能不亞於埃及的敵人。請賜給我，就像你賜給以前的先知一樣，為了與這些靈魂搏鬥，......"

The words of the prayer vanished from his lips he knew not how. Then, suddenly, a noisy crowing could be heard near the altar. Organtino looked about him suspiciously. As he did so, was there not, right behind him, a single rooster, white tail drooping, puffing out its chest on top of the altar as it once more gave its war cry, as if it were dawn?
禱告的話語從他的唇邊消失了，他不知道是怎麼消失的。突然，祭壇附近傳來嘈雜的啼哭聲。Organtino 懷疑地環顧四周。就在他這樣做的時候，在他的身後，不是有一隻公雞，白色的尾巴垂下來，在祭壇頂端挺起胸膛，再次發出戰鬥的啼聲，就像黎明一樣嗎？

Organtino no sooner leaped up than, spreading out both sleeves of his robe, he hurriedly started to chase the bird out. But when he had taken two or three paces forward, he yelled out, in a broken voice, “Lord!,” rooted to the spot in amazement. At some time, from somewhere, countless roosters had filled the gloomy chancel-almost as far as his eyes could see was an ocean of cockscombs, either flying in the air or running about.
奧甘地諾一躍而起，張開長袍的兩隻袖子，急忙開始追趕那只鳥。但當他向前走了兩、三步時，他用破碎的聲音大喊：「主啊！」他驚訝地站在原地。不知從何時開始，無數的公雞擠滿了陰暗的禮拜堂--在他目光所及的範圍內，幾乎是一片雞糞的海洋，有的在空中飛舞，有的在跑來跑去。
“God save me!” He tried to make the sign of the Cross again. But mysteriously, his hand could not move freely so much as an inch, as though it had been put into a vice. Meanwhile, a red glow, like the light from a wood fire, flowed gradually into the chancel from he knew not where. Just as the light began to glow, Organtino, gasping for breath, discovered that there were human forms floating like phantoms into the area.
「上帝救我！」他試著再做一次十字架的手勢。但神秘的是，他的手無法自由移動半寸，就像被鎖住一樣。與此同時，一束紅光，就像柴火的光，不知從何處漸漸地流入教堂。就在那道光開始發亮時，奧甘提諾喘著氣，發現有人形像幻影一樣飄進來。

The forms took shape before his eyes. They were a group of simple men and women, all unfamiliar. Every one
他們的形狀在他眼前逐漸成形。他們是一群單純的男人和女人，全都很陌生。每個人
displayed jewels strung on a cord around his or her neck, and was laughing and joyously making merry. As their shapes became distinct, the countless roosters which had gathered in the chancel all joined together in crowing much louder than before. Meanwhile the walls of the chancel–the walls on which the picture of St. Michael was painted-were swallowed up in the night like mist. In their place-
他們的脖子上掛著珠寶，歡聲笑語。當他們的身影變得清晰時，聚集在教堂裡的無數隻公雞也一起啼叫起來，啼叫聲比之前大得多。與此同時，教堂的牆壁，也就是聖米迦勒畫像的牆壁，像霧氣一樣被夜色吞沒了。取而代之的是

In front of the dumbfounded Organtino Japan’s Bacchanalia floated like a mirage. In the red glare of a bonfire the Japanese in ancient dress sat in a circle helping each other to sake. He saw in the center a woman, a woman with an imposing figure of which he had not yet seen the like in Japan, who was dancing wildly on top of a large overturned tun. He saw behind the tun a man, more stalwart than a small mountain, effortlessly hoisting-up an apparently uprooted sakaki from whose branches hung jewels and mirrors. He saw around them several hundred roosters who endlessly crowed joyfully as they rubbed their tail feathers and combs against each other. Beyond them-Organtino finally could not but doubt his own eyes. Beyond them, a slab of rock, like the door to a cave, was rising ponderously in the night mist.
在目瞪口呆的 Organtino 面前，日本的 Bacchanalia 像海市蜃樓一樣飄浮。在篝火的紅光下，身著古裝的日本人圍坐成一圈，互相幫忙斟酒。他看到中間有一個女人，一個他在日本從未見過的身材魁梧的女人，她正在一個翻倒的大甕頂上狂舞。他看見屯子後面有個男人，比一座小山還要魁梧，毫不費力地舉起一個顯然被連根拔起的榊，榊的樹枝上掛滿珠寶和鏡子。他看到在他們周圍，有幾百隻公雞在互相摩擦尾羽和梳子，歡快地啼叫著，沒完沒了。在他們身後，Organtino 終於不能不懷疑自己的眼睛。在他們身後，有一塊像山洞門的石板，在夜霧中冉冉升起。

The woman atop the tun continued her ceaseless dance. The vines which bound her hair fluttered in the air. The jewels which hung from her neck resounded again and again like hail. The small branches of bamboo she held in her hands stirred up a wind in every direction. And her bare breasts! In Organtino’s eyes, her two breasts, which bobbed glossily in the red glow of the fire, were lust embodied. Praying to Deus, he tried with all his might to avert his face. But some sort of mysterious evil power did not let him move his body freely.
屯頂上的女人繼續不停地跳舞。綁住她頭髮的藤蔓在空中飛舞。掛在她脖子上的珠寶像冰雹一樣一次又一次地響起。她手中拿著的小竹枝在四面八方激起了風。還有她裸露的胸部！在 Organtino 的眼中，她的兩顆乳房在紅色的火光中閃爍著光彩，是慾望的化身。他向神明祈禱，竭盡全力想要轉過臉去。但某種神秘的邪惡力量讓他無法自由移動身體。

Then, suddenly a silence fell on the phantasmal men and women. Even the woman on the tun finally ceased her
然後，幻影中的男人和女人突然陷入一片寂靜。就連鮪魚上的女人也終於停止了她的動作。
mad dance, as if coming to herself once again. Even the roosters who had been vying with each other in crowing, in that instant at once fell silent, with their necks still stretched out. And then, in the midst of that silence, the eternally beautiful voice of a woman resounded solemnly from nowhere.
瘋狂的舞蹈，好像再次回到了自己的身邊。就連剛才還在互相爭奪啼叫的公雞，在那一瞬間也頓時靜默了下來，脖子仍然伸得長長的。就在這一片寂靜中，一個女人永恆美麗的聲音不知從哪裡莊嚴地響起。
“When I confined myself here, the world must have been plunged into darkness, was it not? And yet it seems as if the Gods are laughing and making merry joyfully.”
"當我把自己關在這裡時，世界一定陷入了黑暗，不是嗎？「然而，似乎眾神都在開懷大笑，歡天喜地」

When this voice had faded into the night air, the woman on top of the tun, surveying all those present, made answer in an unexpectedly lady-like voice.
當這個聲音消失在夜空中時，屯頂上的女人打量著所有在場的人，出乎意料地以淑女般的聲音回答。
“We are celebrating because a new God has come, superior even to you.”
「我們在慶祝 因為新的上帝來了 甚至比你們更優越」

The ‘new God’ probably refers to Deus. For a moment, Organtino, inspired by this feeling, fixed his eyes with interest on the change in this mysterious phantasm.
新神」可能是指 Deus。一時之間，Organtino 在這種感覺的啟發下，興致盎然地注視著這個神秘幻影的變化。

For a while the silence was unbroken. But suddenly, just as the mass of roosters crowed as with one voice, the slab of rock like the door to a cave, which had been holding back the night mist in the distance, slowly opened to the right and left. And from the cleft a thousand paths of hazy light beggaring speech poured out like a flood.
一時間，寂靜無聲。但突然間，就在眾多公雞異口同聲啼叫時，遠處一直阻擋著夜霧的洞門般的石板，緩緩地向左右開啟。從裂隙中，千道朦朧的光線像洪水一樣傾瀉而出。

Organtino tried to cry out. But his tongue would not move. Organtino tried to flee. But his legs would not move. He felt only a violent attack of dizziness because of the great brightness. Then he heard, in the midst of that brightness, the joyful voices of many men and women rising to Heaven like a flood tide.
Organtino 試圖喊出聲音。但他的舌頭無法動彈。奧甘提諾想逃走但是他的雙腿無法動彈。他只感到頭暈目眩，因為眼前一片光明。然後，他聽到在那光明中，許多男人和女人的歡樂聲音像洪水般湧向天堂。
“Sun Goddess! Sun Goddess! Sun Goddess!”
「太陽女神太陽女神！太陽女神！"
“There are no new Gods! There are no new Gods!”
"沒有新的神沒有新的神！"
“Those who offend Thee will perish!”
「冒犯你的人必滅亡！」
“Behold! The darkness vanishes!”
"看哪黑暗消失了！"
“Everything in sight is Thine! Thy mountains, Thy forests, Thy rivers, Thy towns, Thy seas!”
"眼前的一切都是你的「你的高山，你的森林，你的河流，你的城鎮，你的海洋！」
“There are no new Cods! Everyone serves Thee!”
"沒有新的鱈魚！每個人都為你服務！"
“Sun Goddess! Sun Coddess! Sun Coddess!”
「太陽女神太陽女神！太陽女神！"
Amidst the welling up of such cries, Organtino, who had broken out in a cold sweat, cried out something in his anguish, and finally collapsed on the spot .
在此起彼伏的哭喊聲中，Organtino 驚出了一身冷汗，他痛苦地哭喊著什麼，最後倒在了地上。

That same night, near midnight, Organtino at length returned to consciousness from the depths of his faint. The voices of the Gods seemed still to be ringing in his ears. But when he looked about him, the light from the lamp hanging from the vaulted ceiling of the chancel, where no human sound could be heard, was just dimly illuminating the murals as before. Groaning, Organtino slowly came out from behind the altar. What meaning did that phantasm have? He could not grasp it. But at least it was certain that it was not Deus who had shown him that phantasm.
同一天晚上，接近午夜時分，奧甘提諾終於從昏厥中醒來。眾神的聲音似乎仍在他耳邊迴盪。但當他環顧四周時，懸掛在教堂拱形天花板上的燈光，在聽不到人聲的地方，只是微弱地照亮壁畫，一如往常。呻吟著，Organtino 慢慢地從祭壇後面走了出來。那個幻影有什麼意義？他無法理解。但至少可以確定的是，讓他看到那道幻影的不是 Deus。
“The battle with the spirits of this land . . .” without realizing it, Organtino softly spoke aloud as he walked.
“The battle with the spirits of this land seems to be more difficult than I had thought. Will it be victory, or will it be defeat?”
"與這片土地上的亡靈的戰鬥似乎比我想像的要困難得多。是勝利，還是失敗？"

Just then, this whisper came to his ears.
就在此時，這句耳語傳到了他的耳中。
“It will be defeat!”
「會被打敗的！」
Organtino peered uneasily in the direction from which the voice had come. But he could not see anything but the usual dark roses and broom, not even human-like forms.
Organtino 不安地朝聲音傳來的方向望去。但是，除了一般的黑玫瑰和掃帚之外，他什麼也看不見，甚至連人類的形態也沒有。

The next evening, Organtino again walked in the garden of the Temple of the Southern Barbarians. But the color of joy seemed to be shining in his blue eyes. The reason was that during the day three or four Japanese samurai had joined the ranks of the Christians.
第二天傍晚，奧甘提諾再次走在南蠻神廟的花園裡。但他藍色的眼睛中似乎閃爍著喜悅的色彩。原因是白天有三、四位日本武士加入了基督徒的行列。

The olive and cinnamon trees in the garden loomed
花園裡的橄欖樹和肉桂樹隱約可見
silently in the twilight, disturbed only by the sound of wings in midair, apparently the temple’s doves returning to their eaves. The scent of the roses, the dampness of the sandit was all like the peace of sunset in ancient times when the winged angels, “seeing the beauty of the daughters of men,” came down to earth seeking wives.
在黃昏中悄然無息，只有半空中的翅膀聲打擾著我們，顯然是寺廟的鴿子回到了屋檐下。玫瑰的芬芳、沙地的濕潤，一切都猶如古代日落時的安寧，那時，長著翅膀的天使「看到人類女兒的美貌」，下凡尋找妻子。
“After all, it appears that even the powers of these abominable spirits of Japan are sore tried in pressing for victory against the Majesty of the Cross. But the phantasm I saw last night?- No, that was nothing more than a phantasm. Did not the Devil show such a phantasm even to St. Anthony? The proof is that today we made several converts at one stroke. Soon the Lord’s temples will be built everywhere in this land too.”
"畢竟，看來即使是這些可惡的日本靈魂的力量，在向十字架陛下爭取勝利時也受到了嚴峻的考驗。但我昨晚看到的幻象？魔鬼不是連聖安多尼也看過這樣的幻影嗎？今天我們一舉皈依了好幾個人，這就是證據。「很快主的聖殿也會在這片土地上隨處可見」

With these thoughts, Organtino walked along the path of red sand. As he did so, someone softly tapped him on the shoulder from behind. He immediately turned around. But there was nothing behind him but the evening light dimly floating on the leaves of the plane trees bordering the path.
帶著這樣的想法，Organtino 走在紅沙的小路上。就在他這樣做的時候，有人從後面輕輕拍了一下他的肩膀。他立刻轉過身來。但是他身後什麼也沒有，只有傍晚的微光在小徑旁邊的梧桐樹葉上微微浮動。
“God save me!”「上帝救我！」
After muttering this he slowly turned his head forward. And, at his side, having stolen up without his realizing it, was an old man wearing jewels around his neck, just as he had seen in the phantasm last night, who advanced slowly, his form still indistinct.
喃喃說完之後，他慢慢地將頭轉向前方。在他身旁，有一位脖子上戴著寶石的老人，就像他昨晚在幻象中看到的一樣，他緩慢地向前走著，身形仍然模糊不清。
“Who are you?”「你是誰？」
The surprised Organtino, without realizing it, had stopped in his tracks.
驚訝的 Organtino 在不知不覺間已停下腳步。
“I-it doesn’t matter who I am. One of the spirits of this land.” The old man answered in a kindly way, wearing a faint smile. “Let us walk on together. I came in order to speak with you for a short while.”
"我是誰並不重要。這片土地的靈魂之一"。老人和藹地回答，帶著淡淡的微笑。"讓我們一起向前走吧。我來是想和你談一會兒"。

Organtino made the sign of the Cross. But the old man displayed not a bit of fear at the sign.
Organtino 做了十字架的手勢。但老人對於這個手勢毫無恐懼。
“I am not the Devil. Please look at these jewels and this sword. They could not have such purity if they had been forged in the fires of Hell. So please stop chanting spells.”
"我不是惡魔請看看這些珠寶和這把劍。如果它們是在地獄之火中鑄造的 就不可能如此純淨所以請不要再念咒語了"

There being no help for it, Organtino walked along with the old man, his arms folded, wearing an unhappy expression.
沒辦法，Organtino 跟著老人走著，雙手合十，面露不悅的表情。
“You came to propagate Catholicism, didn’t you?” The old man began to speak softly. “That may not be a bad thing. But even Deus, if He comes to this land, will certainly be defeated in the end.”
「你是來傳播天主教的，對嗎？」老人開始輕聲說話"這也許不是一件壞事。但即使是 Deus，如果他來到這片土地，最終也一定會被打敗。"
"Deus is the Almighty Lord, so over Deus . . .
「Deus 是全能的主，所以在 Deus 之上 . .
After thus starting to speak, Organtino began, as if it had suddenly occurred to him, to use the polite language he always used to the faithful of this land.
這樣開始說話之後，Organtino 就像突然想到一樣，開始使用他對這片土地上的信徒所經常使用的禮貌用語。
“Over Deus, nothing can be victorious.”
「沒有什麼能勝過 Deus」
"However, in fact, there is something. Wait, please attend a moment. Deus is not the only one who has come to this land from afar. Confucius, Mencius, Chuang-tzuand any number of other philosophers from China made their way to this land. Moreover, at that time this land had just been born. Besides the Way, the philosophers from China brought various things-silk from the State of Wu and jewels from the State of Ch’in. And they even brought their wondrous written characters, more precious than those jewels. But was China able to subjugate us for all that? Take characters for example. Rather than conquering us, characters were conquered for our benefit. A native I knew long ago was a poet called Kakinomoto no Hitomaro. ${}^{15}$${}^{15}$^(15){ }^{15} The poems on the Star Festival which he wrote remain in
"然而，事實上，有一件事。等等，請稍等一下。從遠方來到這片土地的人不止 Deus 一個。孔子、孟子、莊子以及其他許多來自中國的哲學家都曾來過這片土地。而且，當時這片土地剛剛誕生。除了 「道 」之外，來自中國的哲學家們還帶來了各式各樣的東西--吳國的絲綢和蔣國的珠寶。他們甚至帶來了比寶石更珍貴的奇妙文字。但是，中國能夠征服我們這一切嗎？以文字為例。與其說是征服了我們，倒不如說是為了我們的利益而征服了文字。很久以前，我認識的一位本地人是一位詩人，名叫 Kakinomoto no Hitomaro。 ${}^{15}$${}^{15}$^(15){ }^{15} 他所寫的有關星辰祭典的詩作，至今仍保留在他的詩集中。

this land to this day; you should read them. One cannot find in them “Altair” or “Vega”; the lovers of whom he sang are the Herdsman and the Weaver Girl, and no others. It was the rippling sound of the pure River of Heaven, so like the rivers of this land, that rang in their pillows. It was not the sound of the waves in the Silver River, which resembles the Yellow River and the Yangtse of China. However, I must speak not of those poems but of written characters. To write down those poems Hitomaro used Chinese characters. But he used the characters for the sound rather than for their meaning. Even after the character “vessel” arrived, we still normally say “boat”. Otherwise our language would probably have become Chinese. Of course it was not Hitomaro himself who did this; rather, it was our powers, the Gods of this land, who safeguarded his heart. And further, the philosophers of China introduced calligraphy as well to this land. Kukai, Dofu, Sari, Kozei-l always went secretly to wherever they were. Their models were all calligraphy by Chinese, but, gradually, a new beauty was born from the tips of their brushes. Without their realizing it, their characters were neither Wang Hsi-chih’s nor Ch’u Sui-liang’s; they had begun to exist as Japanese characters. But our victory was not just with characters alone. Like the sea breeze, our breath tempered even the Way of the Old Confucians. Just ask the natives of this land. They all believe that since the works of Mencius readily provoke our wrath, a ship bearing them would surely capsize. The God of the Winds has not yet done that sort of mischief even once. But we who live in this land have a power which can be felt, however faintly, even in such beliefs. Don’t you think so?"
你應該讀一讀。其中找不到 "Altair 「或 」Vega"；他吟唱的戀人是牧羊人和織女，沒有其他。那是純淨天河的漣漪聲，就像這片土地上的河流，在他們的枕邊迴盪。這不是銀河的濤聲，它像中國的黃河和揚子江。然而，我必須說的不是那些詩，而是寫下來的字。為了寫下那些詩，Hitomaro 使用了漢字。但他使用漢字是為了字音，而不是字義。即使有了 「舟 」字，我們通常還是說 「船」。否則，我們的語言很可能會變成漢語。當然，這並不是 Hitomaro 本人的功勞，而是我們的力量，這片土地上的眾神，保護了他的心。此外，中國的哲學家也將書法引入了這片土地。Kukai、Dofu、Sari、Kozei-l 無論身處何地，都會秘密前往。他們的范本都是中國人的書法，但是，漸漸地，一種新的美從他們的筆尖誕生了。在不知不覺間，他們的字既不是王羲之的字，也不是褚遂良的字，而是開始以日本字的形式存在。但我們的勝利不只是字。就像海風一樣，我們的氣息甚至溫和了老儒之道。只要問問這片土地上的當地人就知道了。他們都相信，由於孟子的著作很容易引起我們的憤怒，載著孟子著作的船一定會翻。風神還沒有做過一次那樣的惡事。但我們生活在這片土地上的人，即使在這樣的信仰中，也能感受到一種力量，無論這種力量有多麼微弱。你不覺得嗎？"

Organtino, dazed, stared back at the old man’s face.
Organtino 茫然地回瞪著老人的臉。

Ignorant of the history of this land, he understood hardly half of the old man’s eloquence.
由於對這片土地的歷史一無所知，他幾乎聽不懂這位老人一半的滔滔雄辯。
“After the philosophers from China came the Indian prince Siddhartha.”
「在來自中國的哲學家之後 來了印度王子悉達多」

As he continued, the old man plucked a rose from a bush along the path and inhaled its scent with delight. But the flower still remained in the place from which it had been plucked. Although the flower in the old man’s hand seemed to have the same color and shape, it somehow fumed like mist.
他繼續說著，老人從小路旁的灌木叢中摘下一朵玫瑰花，欣喜地吸了一口花香。但那朵花仍停留在被摘下的地方。雖然老人手中的花的顏色和形狀似乎都一樣，但不知何故，它卻像霧一樣冒著氣。
“Buddha’s fate was the same. But to tell you these things in detail would probably only bore you exceedingly. What I would like you to beware is the doctrine of the Manifestation of the Primary Noumenon. That teaching had the natives of this land think of the Sun Goddess as identical to the Great Sun Buddha. Was that the Sun Goddess’ victory? Or was it the victory of the Great Sun Buddha? Granting, for the sake of argument, that at present the Sun Goddess is not known to the inhabitants of this land and that those who know of the Great Sun Buddha are numerous; even so, is it not the Sun Goddess’ visage rather than that of the Indian Buddha’s that appears to them on the form of the Great Sun Buddha that they see in their dreams? I walked together with Shinran and Nichiren even in the shade of the flowers of the sal tree. The Buddha they worshipped with adoration was not some blackamoor made by Enko. He was the kin of those like Prince Shotoku, filled with quiet dignity.-But let me end my lengthy talk on such things, as I promised. In essence, what I want to say is that no one who comes to this land, as Deus has, is a victor.”
"佛陀的命運也是一樣。但如果要詳細告訴你這些事情，可能只會讓你覺得非常無聊。我想讓你提防的是 「原始本體顯現 」的教義。這個教義讓這片土地上的當地人認為太陽女神與大日如來相同。那是太陽女神的勝利嗎？還是大日如來的勝利？為了爭論的緣故，假設目前這片土地上的居民並不認識太陽女神，而認識大日如來的人卻很多；即使如此，他們在夢中所見大日如來的形像，不正是太陽女神的面容，而非印度佛陀的面容嗎？我與信朗和日蓮一起，甚至在薩爾樹的花陰下散步。他們所崇拜的大日如來，並不是恩科所造的黑門。他是聖德太子那樣的人的親族，充滿了寧靜的尊嚴。總而言之，我想說的是來到這片土地的人都不是勝利者，就像 Deus 所做的一樣。
“But just wait a moment. You say so, but . . .” Organtino
"但請稍等你這麼說，但是......"奧甘提諾
broke in, “Just today, for instance, two or three samurai converted altogether to the Faith.”
「就在今天，就有兩三位武士皈依了佛教」。
“Probably any number will convert. But if it is just ‘conversion,’ most of the natives of this land have converted to the teachings of Siddhartha. But ours is not the power that destroys. It is the power that recreates.”
"可能任何數目的人都會皈依。但如果只是「皈依」，這片土地上的大部分土人都已皈依悉達多的教法。但我們的力量不是毀滅的力量。而是重新創造的力量"。

The old man threw away the rose. As the flower left his hand, it immediately vanished in the evening light.
老人扔掉了玫瑰。當花離開他的手時，立刻在黃昏的光線中消失了。
“Agreed it is a power that recreates! But it is not limited to you alone. In every land-for example, even the evil spirits of Greece, that are called the gods of that land-”
"同意，這是一種重現的力量！但這並不只限於你。在每片土地上--例如，即使是希臘的惡靈，也被稱為那片土地上的神--"
“The great Pan died. But even Pan may once again at some time return to life. And we, as you see, are still alive.”
"偉大的潘死了。"但即使是潘，也會在某個時候復活而我們，如你所見，還活著"

Organtino looked sideways in wonder at the old man’s face.
Organtino 側頭驚奇地看著老人的臉。
“You know about Pan, do you?”
「你知道潘，對吧？」
“Why, it was in a book in Roman script brought back from the West by the sons of some lords of Kyushu. Even so, to return to the subject, even if this power that recreates is not limited to us alone, it still bears watching. Rather, it is just for that reason that I want to tell you to beware. Because we are old Gods. Because, like the gods of Greece, we are Gods who saw the dawning of the world.”
「為什麼呢？」"那是一本羅馬文字的書，是九州一些領主的兒子從西方帶回來的。即使如此，回到正題，即使這種再現的力量不只限於我們，它仍然值得注意。相反，正因如此，我才想告訴大家要小心。因為我們是古老的神。因為，就像希臘的眾神一樣，我們是見證了世界黎明的眾神"。
“But Deus must be victorious!”
「但 Deus 必須勝利！」
Organtino obstinately asserted the same thing once again. But the old man, as if he could not hear, continued to speak slowly.
Organtino 頑固地再次堅持同樣的論點。但老人好像聽不見似的，繼續慢吞吞地說著。
“Just four or five days ago I met a Creek sailor who had landed in Kyushu. That man was not a God. He was just a human being. I heard from the sailor all kinds of tales as we sat together on the rocks in the moonlight. A tale of being captured by a God with one eye, a tale of a Goddess who
"就在四五天前，我遇到了一個在九州登陸的克里克水手。那個人不是神。他只是一個人。當我們一起坐在月光下的岩石上時，我從水手口中聽到了各種各樣的故事。一個關於被一個只有一隻眼睛的神抓走的故事，一個關於一個女神的故事。
changed men into swine, a tale of mermaids with beautiful voices-do you know the man’s name? Since I met him he has been transformed into a native of this land. Now they say he is called Yuriwaka. Therefore, you too must beware. You cannot say that Deus will certainly be victorious. However widespread Catholicism may be, you cannot say that it will certainly be victorious.”
把人變成豬的故事，人魚的美聲，你知道這個人的名字嗎？自從我見過他之後，他就變成了這片土地上的人。現在他們說他叫尤里瓦卡。因此，你也必須小心。你不能說 Deus 一定會獲勝。無論天主教如何普及，你也不能說它一定會獲勝。"

The old man’s voice became softer and softer. “Perhaps Deus Himself will be transformed into a native of this land. China and India were transformed. The West too will have to be transformed. We are in the trees. And in the flow of shallow waters. And in the wind which sweeps over the roses. And in the evening light which lingers on temple walls. We are everywhere and always. Beware. Beware . . .”
老人的聲音變得越來越柔和。"也許 Deus 本身會轉化為這片土地的原住民。中國和印度被改造了。西方也會被改造。我們在樹木中在淺水的流動中。在掠過玫瑰的風中。也在寺廟牆壁上徘徊的黃昏光線中。我們無處不在，無時不在。當心。當心......"

His voice slowly died out, and the old man’s figure disappeared into the evening darkness, as a shadow disappears. At that moment, the bells of the Ave Maria began to sound from the temple’s belfry, as Organtino knit his brow.
他的聲音慢慢消失，老人的身影消失在傍晚的黑暗中，就像影子消失一樣。就在此時，聖母頌的鐘聲開始從寺廟的鐘樓響起，奧甘提諾蹙起了眉頭。

Padre Organtino of the Temple of the Southern Barbar-ians-but not just Organtino. The red-haired men with proud noses, calmly dragging the skirts of their robes, returned to a panel of a screen painting from amidst the imaginary laurels and roses floating in the glow of twilight. To an old screen painting of three centuries ago depicting the arrival of a Southern Barbarian ship.
南蠻人神殿的歐根提諾神父（Padre Organtino）--但不只是歐根提諾。傲鼻的紅發男子，冷靜地拖著長袍的裙襬，從漂浮在暮色微光中的假想桂冠和玫瑰中，回到一幅屏風畫的畫板前。到一幅三個世紀前的古老屏風畫，描繪一艘南蠻人的船隻抵達。

Goodbye, Padre Organtino. As you and your companions pace the shore, you gaze at the great Southern Barbarian carrack which hoists its flags into the gilded mist. Has Deus won, or has the Sun Goddess? That may not be easy to decide even today. But it is a problem which we must soon undertake to decide. Look you tranquilly at us from those past shores. Even if you have sunk into the sleep of lethe,
再見，歐根提諾神父當你和你的同伴踱步在海岸上時，你凝視著偉大的南方野蠻人車廂，它將旗幟懸掛在鍍金的薄霧中。是 Deus 贏了，還是太陽女神贏了？這個問題即使在今天也不容易決定。但這是一個我們必須盡快決定的問題。從過去的海岸靜靜地看著我們。即使你已陷入沉睡、
along with the galleon’s captain leading a dog and the black slave boy holding a parasol, the time will surely come when the sound of cannon from our black ships, which recently appeared on the horizon, will ravage your old and familiar dreams. Until then-Goodbye, Padre Organtino! Goodbye, Brother Urgan of the Temple of the Southern Barbarians.
隨著大帆船的船長牽著一隻狗和黑人奴隸男孩拿著陽傘，我們最近出現在地平線上的黑色船隻所發出的炮聲，一定會摧毀您熟悉的舊夢。在那之前-再見，歐根提諾神父！再見了，南蠻聖殿的烏爾甘修士。

Shot 1. A track in the mountains of Southern Japan. The spreading branches of a tall Camphor Tree, and beyond it, the mouth of a cave. Presently two wood-cutters come down the track. One of them points to the cave and says something to the other. Then both of them make the sign of the Cross, bowing as they do so towards the mouth of the cave.
鏡頭 1.日本南部山區的一條小徑。一棵高大樟樹的枝條伸展開來，樹外是一個山洞的洞口。這時，有兩個砍柴的人走下來。其中一人指著山洞對另一人說了些什麼。然後他們兩人都做了十字架的手勢，並向洞口鞠躬。

16 Arthur Waley’s translation originaliy included the following background information to the work
16 Arthur Waley 的翻譯原著包括以下作品背景資料
"Among Akutagawa’s most originai and forcible works are a few pieces that he wrote in scenario form, using it, however, simply as a literary form, with no thought of having films made. It is one of these scenarios that you are going to read, and it deals with the story of a Japanese peasant who after his conversion by Catholic missionaries was called ‘Padre Sebastian’ and sometimes ‘San Sebastian’, though he was never, of course, officially canonized. The story takes place in 1634, some time after the proscription of Christianity, when Sebastian was hiding in a mountain-cave which he had converted into an oratory
"在芥川最原始、最強烈的作品中，有幾部作品是他以劇情形式寫成的，不過，他只是將其當作一種文學形式來使用，並沒有考慮拍成電影。您將要閱讀的就是其中一部劇情片，故事講述一位日本農民在天主教傳教士的感化下改信天主教後，被稱為 "Padre Sebastian「，有時也被稱為 」San Sebastian"，當然他從未被正式封為聖徒。故事發生在 1634 年，也就是基督教被禁之後的一段時間，當時塞巴斯蒂安躲在一個山洞裡，他把山洞改建成一個演講廳。
"The scenario is broadly speaking an allegory of the struggle between the spiritual and the material, or, as Akutagawa puts it in his note-books, between ‘religion and politics’. I will not attempt to analyse all his symbols; the work lives sufficiently by the direct impact that it makes on the visual imagination. But in order to understand the role played by the Dutch sea-captain one must know that the Catholics believed the Dutch to have been largely responsible for the suppression of Catholicism by the Japanese Covernment. It is certain at any rate that the Dutch gained by this suppression, for after the disappearance of the Spaniards and Portuguese, trade with Japan became a Dutch monopoly.
廣義而言，這幅作品是精神與物質之間鬥爭的寓言，或如芥川在他的筆記中所說，是「宗教與政治」之間的鬥爭。我不會嘗試分析他所有的符號；這件作品的生命力在於它對視覺想像力的直接衝擊。但為了瞭解荷蘭船長所扮演的角色，我們必須知道天主教徒相信荷蘭人對日本政府鎮壓天主教負有重大責任。無論如何，可以肯定的是，荷蘭人從這次鎮壓中獲得了利益，因為在西班牙人和葡萄牙人消失後，與日本的貿易成了荷蘭人的壟斷。
“The scenario deals with the future as weil as the past. Shot 38 reads like a prophecy of Hiroshima.”
"這個場景既涉及未來，也涉及過去。第38槍就像是廣島的預言"。