Long, long ago, some two thousand years or so, there lived a rich man with a good and beautiful wife. They loved each other dearly, but sorrowed much that they had no children. So greatly did they desire to have one, that the wife prayed for it day and night, but still they remained childless.
很久很久以前，大约两千年前，住着一位富有的男子，他有一位善良美丽的妻子。他们彼此深爱，却因没有孩子而深感悲痛。他们如此渴望拥有一个孩子，以至于妻子日夜祈祷，但始终未能如愿。
In front of the house there was a court, in which grew a juniper-tree. One winter’s day the wife stood under the tree to peel some apples, and as she was peeling them, she cut her finger, and the blood fell on the snow. ‘Ah,’ sighed the woman heavily, ‘if I had but a child, as red as blood and as white as snow,’ and as she spoke the words, her heart grew light within her, and it seemed to her that her wish was granted, and she returned to the house feeling glad and comforted. A month passed, and the snow had all disappeared; then another month went by, and all the earth was green. So the months followed one another, and first the trees budded in the woods, and soon the green branches grew thickly intertwined, and then the blossoms began to fall. Once again the wife stood under the juniper-tree, and it was so full of sweet scent that her heart leaped for joy, and she was so overcome with her happiness, that she fell on her knees. Presently the fruit became round and firm, and she was glad and at peace; but when they were fully ripe she picked the berries and ate eagerly of them, and then she grew sad and ill. A little while later she called her husband, and said to him, weeping. ‘If I die, bury me under the juniper-tree.’ Then she felt comforted and happy again, and before another month had passed she had a little child, and when she saw that it was as white as snow and as red as blood, her joy was so great that she died.
屋前有一片庭院，院中生长着一棵杜松树。一个冬日，妻子站在树下削苹果，削着削着不小心割破了手指，鲜血滴落在雪地上。她沉重地叹息道：‘唉，要是我能有个孩子，像血一样红、像雪一样白就好了。’话音刚落，她心中顿时感到轻松，仿佛愿望已得实现，便带着欣慰与喜悦回到了家中。一个月过去了，积雪全部消融；又过了一月，大地重现绿意。时光流转，先是林中的树木抽出新芽，接着翠绿的枝条交织成荫，随后花瓣纷纷飘落。妻子再次来到杜松树下，树香浓郁芬芳，令她心花怒放，幸福得几乎无法自持，竟跪倒在地。不久，果实变得圆润坚实，她感到欣慰而安宁；待果实完全成熟时，她摘下浆果急切地品尝起来，随后却陷入悲伤与病痛之中。过了片刻，她唤来丈夫，含泪说道：‘若我离世，请将我葬在杜松树下。’说完，她又重获慰藉与欢欣。不到一个月，她便生下一个孩子；当她看到那孩子白如雪、红似血时，喜悦之情达到顶点，随即溘然长逝。
Her husband buried her under the juniper-tree, and wept bitterly for her. By degrees, however, his sorrow grew less, and although at times he still grieved over his loss, he was able to go about as usual, and later on he married again.
她的丈夫将她葬在杜松树之下，悲痛地哭泣。然而，随着时间的推移，他的悲伤逐渐减轻，尽管有时仍为失去她而哀伤，但他仍能像往常一样生活，后来便再婚了。
He now had a little daughter born to him; the child of his first wife was a boy, who was as red as blood and as white as snow. The mother loved her daughter very much, and when she looked at her and then looked at the boy, it pierced her heart to think that he would always stand in the way of her own child, and she was continually thinking how she could get the whole of the property for her. This evil thought took possession of her more and more, and made her behave very unkindly to the boy. She drove him from place to place with cuffings and buffetings, so that the poor child went about in fear, and had no peace from the time he left school to the time he went back.
如今他有了一个刚出生的小女儿；他与前妻所生的儿子则是个男孩，红得像血，白得像雪。母亲非常疼爱她的女儿，每当她看着女儿又看看那个男孩时，便觉得男孩将来会阻碍自己孩子的利益，这让她心如刀割。于是她不断盘算如何将全部财产都留给自己的女儿。这种邪恶的念头日益占据她的心，使她对男孩越来越刻薄。她不停地打骂他，把他从一个地方赶到另一个地方，可怜的孩子整日生活在恐惧之中，从放学回家到第二天上学之间，从未有过片刻安宁。
One day the little daughter came running to her mother in the store-room, and said, ‘Mother, give me an apple.’ ‘Yes, my child,’ said the wife, and she gave her a beautiful apple out of the chest; the chest had a very heavy lid and a large iron lock.
有一天，小女儿跑进储藏室对母亲说：‘妈妈，给我一个苹果。’‘好的，孩子，’妻子答道，于是她从箱子里拿出一个漂亮的苹果递给她；那个箱子盖很重，还配着一把大铁锁。
‘Mother,’ said the little daughter again, ‘may not brother have one too?’ The mother was angry at this, but she answered, ‘Yes, when he comes out of school.’
‘妈妈，’小女儿又说，‘哥哥也可以有一个吗？’母亲对此很生气，但还是回答说：‘等他放学回来就可以。’
Just then she looked out of the window and saw him coming, and it seemed as if an evil spirit entered into her, for she snatched the apple out of her little daughter’s hand, and said, ‘You shall not have one before your brother.’ She threw the apple into the chest and shut it to. The little boy now came in, and the evil spirit in the wife made her say kindly to him, ‘My son, will you have an apple?’ but she gave him a wicked look. ‘Mother,’ said the boy, ‘how dreadful you look! Yes, give me an apple.’ The thought came to her that she would kill him. ‘Come with me,’ she said, and she lifted up the lid of the chest; ‘take one out for yourself.’ And as he bent over to do so, the evil spirit urged her, and crash! down went the lid, and off went the little boy’s head. Then she was overwhelmed with fear at the thought of what she had done. ‘If only I can prevent anyone knowing that I did it,’ she thought. So she went upstairs to her room, and took a white handkerchief out of her top drawer; then she set the boy’s head again on his shoulders, and bound it with the handkerchief so that nothing could be seen, and placed him on a chair by the door with an apple in his hand.
就在这时，她望向窗外，看见他正走来，仿佛一个恶灵附上了她的身体。她一把从小女儿手中夺过苹果，说道：‘在你哥哥回来之前，你不许吃。’随后她将苹果扔进箱子，迅速盖上并锁好。小男孩走进来，妻子心中的恶灵驱使她温和地对他说：‘我的孩子，你要吃个苹果吗？’但她却投去凶狠的一瞥。‘妈妈，’男孩说，‘你看起来太可怕了！好吧，给我个苹果吧。’她心中顿时生出杀念：‘我要杀了他。’于是她说：‘跟我来。’她掀开箱盖，‘自己拿一个出来。’男孩俯身去拿时，恶灵再次驱使她，只听‘砰’的一声，箱盖重重落下，小男孩的头颅被切断。随即，她因自己所作所为而惊恐万分。‘只要没人知道是我干的就好，’她想。于是她走上楼到自己的房间，从顶层抽屉里取出一条白手帕，将男孩的头重新接回他的肩上，用手帕紧紧缠住，使人看不出痕迹，然后把他放在门边的椅子上，手中仍握着那个苹果。
Soon after this, little Marleen came up to her mother who was stirring a pot of boiling water over the fire, and said, ‘Mother, brother is sitting by the door with an apple in his hand, and he looks so pale; and when I asked him to give me the apple, he did not answer, and that frightened me.’
不久之后，小玛琳走到正在炉火边搅动一锅沸水的母亲身边，说道：‘妈妈，哥哥坐在门口，手里拿着一个苹果，脸色苍白；我让他把苹果给我时，他没有回答，这让我很害怕。’
‘Go to him again,’ said her mother, ‘and if he does not answer, give him a box on the ear.’ So little Marleen went, and said, ‘Brother, give me that apple,’ but he did not say a word; then she gave him a box on the ear, and his head rolled off. She was so terrified at this, that she ran crying and screaming to her mother. ‘Oh!’ she said, ‘I have knocked off brother’s head,’ and then she wept and wept, and nothing would stop her.
‘再去一次，’她母亲说，‘如果他不应声，就敲他一下耳朵。’于是小玛琳去了，说道：‘哥哥，把那个苹果给我。’但他一言不发；于是她敲了他一下耳朵，他的头便滚落了。她对此吓得魂飞魄散，哭着尖叫着跑回母亲身边。‘哦！’她说，‘我把哥哥的头打掉了。’然后她痛哭不止，怎么也无法让她停止哭泣。
‘What have you done!’ said her mother, ‘but no one must know about it, so you must keep silence; what is done can’t be undone; we will make him into puddings.’ And she took the little boy and cut him up, made him into puddings, and put him in the pot. But Marleen stood looking on, and wept and wept, and her tears fell into the pot, so that there was no need of salt.
‘你做了什么！’她的母亲说，‘但绝不能让人知道，所以你必须保持沉默；既成之事无法挽回，我们会把他做成布丁。’于是她抱起小男孩，将他切碎做成布丁，放入锅中。而玛琳站在一旁，不停地哭泣，她的泪水滴入锅中，因此无需再加盐。
Presently the father came home and sat down to his dinner; he asked, ‘Where is my son?’ The mother said nothing, but gave him a large dish of black pudding, and Marleen still wept without ceasing.
这时父亲回家坐下吃饭，问道：‘我儿子在哪里？’母亲一言不发，只端上一大盘黑布丁，而玛丽琳仍不停地哭泣。
The father again asked, ‘Where is my son?’
父亲再次问道：'我儿子在哪里？'
‘Oh,’ answered the wife, ‘he is gone into the country to his mother’s great uncle; he is going to stay there some time.’
“哦，”妻子回答说，“他到乡下去找他母亲的远房叔公了，打算在那里住上一段时间。”
‘What has he gone there for, and he never even said goodbye to me!’
他到底去那儿干什么，连声再见都没跟我说！
‘Well, he likes being there, and he told me he should be away quite six weeks; he is well looked after there.’
“嗯，他喜欢待在那儿，他还告诉我他得离开大概六个星期；在那边有人好好照顾他。”
‘I feel very unhappy about it,’ said the husband, ‘in case it should not be all right, and he ought to have said goodbye to me.’
“我对此感到非常难过，”丈夫说，“万一情况不好，他本该和我道别的。
With this he went on with his dinner, and said, ‘Little Marleen, why do you weep? Brother will soon be back.’ Then he asked his wife for more pudding, and as he ate, he threw the bones under the table.
说完，他继续吃晚饭，说道：‘小玛琳，你为何哭泣？哥哥很快就会回来的。’随后，他向妻子要了更多的布丁，一边吃，一边将骨头扔到了桌子底下。
Little Marleen went upstairs and took her best silk handkerchief out of her bottom drawer, and in it she wrapped all the bones from under the table and carried them outside, and all the time she did nothing but weep. Then she laid them in the green grass under the juniper-tree, and she had no sooner done so, then all her sadness seemed to leave her, and she wept no more. And now the juniper-tree began to move, and the branches waved backwards and forwards, first away from one another, and then together again, as it might be someone clapping their hands for joy. After this a mist came round the tree, and in the midst of it there was a burning as of fire, and out of the fire there flew a beautiful bird, that rose high into the air, singing magnificently, and when it could no more be seen, the juniper-tree stood there as before, and the silk handkerchief and the bones were gone.
小玛琳走上楼，从最底层的抽屉里取出她最好的丝绸手帕，将桌子底下所有的骨头包在里面，然后拿到外面去。一路上她只是不停地哭泣。接着，她把骨头埋在了杜松树下的绿草中。刚埋好，她的悲伤仿佛瞬间消散，不再哭泣。这时，杜松树开始晃动，枝条先向两边分开，又合拢在一起，就像有人因喜悦而拍手一样。随后，一层薄雾笼罩了树木，雾中出现一团如火焰般的光芒，一只美丽的鸟儿从火中飞出，高高地冲向天空，唱出美妙的歌声。当它再也看不见时，杜松树又恢复了原状，丝绸手帕和骨头都不见了。
Little Marleen now felt as lighthearted and happy as if her brother were still alive, and she went back to the house and sat down cheerfully to the table and ate.
小玛琳此刻感到无比轻松快乐，仿佛她的哥哥还活着一般，她回到屋里，愉快地坐在桌边开始用餐。
The bird flew away and alighted on the house of a goldsmith and began to sing:
那只鸟飞走了，落在了一位金匠的房子上，开始唱起歌来：
‘My mother killed her little son; My father grieved when I was gone; My sister loved me best of all; She laid her kerchief over me, And took my bones that they might lie Underneath the juniper-tree Kywitt, Kywitt, what a beautiful bird am I!’
“我的母亲杀死了她的小儿子；我父亲在我离去后悲痛欲绝；我的姐姐最爱我；她将手帕盖在我身上，并取走我的骨头，让它们安卧在杜松树下。啾啾，啾啾，我是多么美丽的鸟儿啊！”
The goldsmith was in his workshop making a gold chain, when he heard the song of the bird on his roof. He thought it so beautiful that he got up and ran out, and as he crossed the threshold he lost one of his slippers. But he ran on into the middle of the street, with a slipper on one foot and a sock on the other; he still had on his apron, and still held the gold chain and the pincers in his hands, and so he stood gazing up at the bird, while the sun came shining brightly down on the street.
金匠正在作坊里制作一条金链，忽然听到屋顶上鸟儿的歌声。他觉得这歌声如此美妙，便起身跑出去，刚跨过门槛就丢了一只拖鞋。可他仍一路跑到街中央，一只脚穿着拖鞋，另一只脚只套着袜子；身上还系着围裙，手里也紧握着金链和钳子，就这样仰头凝望着鸟儿，阳光正明亮地洒在街道上。
‘Bird,’ he said, ‘how beautifully you sing! Sing me that song again.’
“小鸟，”他说，“你唱得多么美妙啊！再给我唱一遍那首歌吧。”
‘Nay,’ said the bird, ‘I do not sing twice for nothing. Give that gold chain, and I will sing it you again.’
“不，”鸟儿说，“我无缘无故不会唱第二遍。把那条金链子给我，我就再为你唱一遍。”
‘Here is the chain, take it,’ said the goldsmith. ‘Only sing me that again.’
“这是链子，拿去吧，”金匠说，“再给我唱一遍吧。
The bird flew down and took the gold chain in his right claw, and then he alighted again in front of the goldsmith and sang:
那只鸟飞下来，用右爪抓起金链，然后再次降落在金匠面前，唱道：
‘My mother killed her little son; My father grieved when I was gone; My sister loved me best of all; She laid her kerchief over me, And took my bones that they might lie Underneath the juniper-tree Kywitt, Kywitt, what a beautiful bird am I!’
“我的母亲杀死了她的小儿子；我父亲在我离去后悲痛欲绝；我的姐姐最爱我；她将手帕盖在我身上，并取走我的骨头，让它们安卧在杜松树下。啾啾，啾啾，我是多么美丽的鸟儿啊！”
Then he flew away, and settled on the roof of a shoemaker’s house and sang:
然后他飞走了，落在一个鞋匠家的屋顶上唱道：
‘My mother killed her little son; My father grieved when I was gone; My sister loved me best of all; She laid her kerchief over me, And took my bones that they might lie Underneath the juniper-tree Kywitt, Kywitt, what a beautiful bird am I!’
“我的母亲杀死了她的小儿子；我父亲在我离去后悲痛欲绝；我的姐姐最爱我；她将手帕盖在我身上，并取走我的骨头，让它们安卧在杜松树下。啾啾，啾啾，我是多么美丽的鸟儿啊！”
The shoemaker heard him, and he jumped up and ran out in his shirt-sleeves, and stood looking up at the bird on the roof with his hand over his eyes to keep himself from being blinded by the sun.
鞋匠听见了，立刻跳起来，穿着衬衫就跑了出去，站在屋檐下抬头望着那只鸟，用手遮住眼睛，以免被阳光刺得睁不开眼。
‘Bird,’ he said, ‘how beautifully you sing!’ Then he called through the door to his wife: ‘Wife, come out; here is a bird, come and look at it and hear how beautifully it sings.’ Then he called his daughter and the children, then the apprentices, girls and boys, and they all ran up the street to look at the bird, and saw how splendid it was with its red and green feathers, and its neck like burnished gold, and eyes like two bright stars in its head.
“鸟儿，”他说，“你唱得多么美妙啊！”随后他朝门内喊道：“妻子，出来吧；这里有一只鸟，快来看一看，听听它唱得多么动听。”接着他又叫来了女儿和孩子们，然后是学徒、姑娘和男孩们，他们全都跑上街道来观看这只鸟，只见它羽毛红绿相间，脖颈如镀金般光亮，双眼宛如头顶两颗明亮的星星。
‘Bird,’ said the shoemaker, ‘sing me that song again.’
“小鸟，”鞋匠说，“再给我唱那首歌吧。”
‘Nay,’ answered the bird, ‘I do not sing twice for nothing; you must give me something.’
“不，”鸟儿答道，“我从不无偿歌唱两次；你必须给我点什么。”
‘Wife,’ said the man, ‘go into the garret; on the upper shelf you will see a pair of red shoes; bring them to me.’ The wife went in and fetched the shoes.
‘妻子，’男人说，‘去阁楼；在上层架子上你会看到一双红鞋；把它们拿给我。’妻子走进阁楼，取来了鞋子。
‘There, bird,’ said the shoemaker, ‘now sing me that song again.’
“在那儿，小鸟，”鞋匠说，“再给我唱那首歌吧。”
The bird flew down and took the red shoes in his left claw, and then he went back to the roof and sang:
那只鸟飞下来，用左爪抓起红鞋子，然后飞回屋顶唱道：
‘My mother killed her little son; My father grieved when I was gone; My sister loved me best of all; She laid her kerchief over me, And took my bones that they might lie Underneath the juniper-tree Kywitt, Kywitt, what a beautiful bird am I!’
“我的母亲杀死了她的小儿子；我父亲在我离去后悲痛欲绝；我的姐姐最爱我；她将手帕盖在我身上，并取走我的骨头，让它们安卧在杜松树下。啾啾，啾啾，我是多么美丽的鸟儿啊！”
When he had finished, he flew away. He had the chain in his right claw and the shoes in his left, and he flew right away to a mill, and the mill went ‘Click clack, click clack, click clack.’ Inside the mill were twenty of the miller’s men hewing a stone, and as they went ‘Hick hack, hick hack, hick hack,’ the mill went ‘Click clack, click clack, click clack.’
他做完这一切后便飞走了。他的右爪抓着链子，左爪抓着鞋子，立刻飞向一座磨坊。磨坊发出‘咔嗒咔嗒，咔嗒咔嗒’的声响。磨坊里有二十名磨坊主的伙计正在凿石头，他们一边喊着‘嘿哈嘿哈，嘿哈嘿哈’，磨坊便继续‘咔嗒咔嗒，咔嗒咔嗒’地响着。
The bird settled on a lime-tree in front of the mill and sang:
那只鸟落在磨坊前的菩提树上，唱了起来：
‘My mother killed her little son;
“我的母亲杀死了她的小儿子；
then one of the men left off,
然后其中一人停了下来，
My father grieved when I was gone;
我离开时，父亲深感悲痛；
two more men left off and listened,
又有两名男子停下脚步，侧耳倾听。
My sister loved me best of all;
我姐姐最爱我。
then four more left off,
然后剩下四个。
She laid her kerchief over me, And took my bones that they might lie
她以方巾覆我，取走我的骸骨，使其得以安息
now there were only eight at work,
现在只有八个人在工作，
Underneath
在下方
And now only five,
如今只剩下五个，
the juniper-tree.
杜松树。
And now only one,
现在只剩一个了，
Kywitt, Kywitt, what a beautiful bird am I!’
“叽叽，叽叽，我是一只多么美丽的鸟儿啊！”
then he looked up and the last one had left off work.
然后他抬起头，发现最后一个人已经下班了。
‘Bird,’ he said, ‘what a beautiful song that is you sing! Let me hear it too; sing it again.’
“小鸟，”他说，“你唱的歌多么动听啊！让我也听一听；再唱一遍吧。”
‘Nay,’ answered the bird, ‘I do not sing twice for nothing; give me that millstone, and I will sing it again.’
“不，”鸟儿答道，“我无缘无故不会唱两遍；把那磨盘给我，我便再唱一次。
‘If it belonged to me alone,’ said the man, ‘you should have it.’
“如果这东西只属于我一个人，”那人说，“你就拿去。”
‘Yes, yes,’ said the others: ‘if he will sing again, he can have it.’
“是的，是的，”其他人说道：“如果他愿意再唱一次，就可以给他。”
The bird came down, and all the twenty millers set to and lifted up the stone with a beam; then the bird put his head through the hole and took the stone round his neck like a collar, and flew back with it to the tree and sang--
鸟儿飞了下来，二十个磨坊工立刻动手，用一根横梁抬起石头；接着鸟儿把头穿过孔洞，将石头套在脖子上像戴了项圈，然后叼着它飞回树上唱道——
‘My mother killed her little son; My father grieved when I was gone; My sister loved me best of all; She laid her kerchief over me, And took my bones that they might lie Underneath the juniper-tree Kywitt, Kywitt, what a beautiful bird am I!’
“我的母亲杀死了她的小儿子；我父亲在我离去后悲痛欲绝；我的姐姐最爱我；她将手帕盖在我身上，并取走我的骨头，让它们安卧在杜松树下。啾啾，啾啾，我是多么美丽的鸟儿啊！”
And when he had finished his song, he spread his wings, and with the chain in his right claw, the shoes in his left, and the millstone round his neck, he flew right away to his father’s house.
唱完歌后，他展开双翼，右爪抓着锁链，左爪提着鞋子，脖子上套着磨盘，径直飞回父亲家中。
The father, the mother, and little Marleen were having their dinner.
父亲、母亲和小玛琳正在吃晚饭。
‘How lighthearted I feel,’ said the father, ‘so pleased and cheerful.’
‘我感觉多么轻松愉快，’父亲说，‘如此欣喜又开朗。’
‘And I,’ said the mother, ‘I feel so uneasy, as if a heavy thunderstorm were coming.’
“还有我，”母亲说，“我感到非常不安，仿佛一场大雷雨即将来临。”
But little Marleen sat and wept and wept.
但小玛琳一直坐着哭泣，不停地哭泣。
Then the bird came flying towards the house and settled on the roof.
随后，那只鸟朝房子飞来，停在了屋顶上。
‘I do feel so happy,’ said the father, ‘and how beautifully the sun shines; I feel just as if I were going to see an old friend again.’
‘我真感到如此快乐，’父亲说，‘阳光多么明媚；我仿佛又要见到一位老朋友了。’
‘Ah!’ said the wife, ‘and I am so full of distress and uneasiness that my teeth chatter, and I feel as if there were a fire in my veins,’ and she tore open her dress; and all the while little Marleen sat in the corner and wept, and the plate on her knees was wet with her tears.
‘啊！’妻子说道，‘我如此痛苦不安，牙齿打颤，仿佛血管里燃着烈火，’说着她撕开了自己的衣裳；与此同时，小玛琳坐在角落里哭泣，膝盖上的盘子已被她的泪水浸湿。
The bird now flew to the juniper-tree and began singing:
鸟儿现在飞到了杜松树上，开始唱起歌来：
‘My mother killed her little son;
“我的母亲杀死了她的小儿子；
the mother shut her eyes and her ears, that she might see and hear nothing, but there was a roaring sound in her ears like that of a violent storm, and in her eyes a burning and flashing like lightning:
母亲紧闭双眼双耳，试图什么也看不见、听不见，但耳边却传来如狂风暴雨般的轰鸣，眼前则似有闪电般灼热闪烁。
My father grieved when I was gone;
我离开时，父亲深感悲痛；
‘Look, mother,’ said the man, ‘at the beautiful bird that is singing so magnificently; and how warm and bright the sun is, and what a delicious scent of spice in the air!’
“看，母亲，”那人说，“那只鸟儿唱得多么美妙；阳光多么温暖明亮，空气中还弥漫着浓郁的香料气息！”
My sister loved me best of all;
我姐姐最爱我。
then little Marleen laid her head down on her knees and sobbed.
于是小玛琳把脑袋搁在膝盖上，哭了起来。
‘I must go outside and see the bird nearer,’ said the man.
“我得出去，近距离看看那只鸟，”那人说道。
‘Ah, do not go!’ cried the wife. ‘I feel as if the whole house were in flames!’
“啊，别走！”妻子喊道，“我觉得整栋房子都在燃烧！”
But the man went out and looked at the bird.
但那人走出去看了看那只鸟。
She laid her kerchief over me, And took my bones that they might lie Underneath the juniper-tree Kywitt, Kywitt, what a beautiful bird am I!’
她把我的头巾盖在我身上， 取走我的骨头，让它们安卧在杜松树下： ‘啾啾，啾啾，我是一只多么美丽的鸟儿啊！’
With that the bird let fall the gold chain, and it fell just round the man’s neck, so that it fitted him exactly.
说完，那只鸟便松开了金链子，它正好落在男子的脖子上，尺寸严丝合缝。
He went inside, and said, ‘See, what a splendid bird that is; he has given me this beautiful gold chain, and looks so beautiful himself.’
他走进屋里，说道：‘瞧，那只鸟多么漂亮啊；它送给我这条美丽的金链子，自己看起来也如此美丽。’
But the wife was in such fear and trouble, that she fell on the floor, and her cap fell from her head.
但妻子因极度恐惧和惊慌，跌倒在地板上，头上的帽子也滑落下来。
Then the bird began again:
于是鸟儿又开始说道：
‘My mother killed her little son;
“我的母亲杀死了她的小儿子；
‘Ah me!’ cried the wife, ‘if I were but a thousand feet beneath the earth, that I might not hear that song.’
“唉！”妻子喊道，“要是我能有一千英尺深埋地下，那我便听不到那歌声了。
My father grieved when I was gone;
我离开时，父亲深感悲痛；
then the woman fell down again as if dead.
随后，那女人再次倒下，仿佛已死。
My sister loved me best of all;
我姐姐最爱我。
‘Well,’ said little Marleen, ‘I will go out too and see if the bird will give me anything.’
“好吧，”小玛琳说，“我也出去看看那只鸟会不会给我什么东西。”
So she went out.
于是她走了出去。
She laid her kerchief over me, And took my bones that they might lie
她以方巾覆我，取走我的骸骨，使其得以安息
and he threw down the shoes to her,
他把鞋子扔给了她，
Underneath the juniper-tree Kywitt, Kywitt, what a beautiful bird am I!’
在杜松树下面，'基维特，基维特，我是一只多么美丽的鸟啊！'
And she now felt quite happy and lighthearted; she put on the shoes and danced and jumped about in them. ‘I was so miserable,’ she said, ‘when I came out, but that has all passed away; that is indeed a splendid bird, and he has given me a pair of red shoes.’
此刻她感到十分快乐和轻松，穿上那双鞋便跳起舞来。她说：‘我刚才出来时还那么难过，可现在全都过去了；那真是一只漂亮的鸟儿，它送给我一双红舞鞋呢。’
The wife sprang up, with her hair standing out from her head like flames of fire. ‘Then I will go out too,’ she said, ‘and see if it will lighten my misery, for I feel as if the world were coming to an end.’
妻子猛地跳了起来，头发像火焰一样竖立在头顶。'那我也出去，'她说，'看看能否减轻我的痛苦，因为我感觉世界末日就要到了。'
But as she crossed the threshold, crash! the bird threw the millstone down on her head, and she was crushed to death.
但就在她跨过门槛的那一刻，砰的一声，那只鸟将磨盘砸向她的头顶，将她当场压死。
The father and little Marleen heard the sound and ran out, but they only saw mist and flame and fire rising from the spot, and when these had passed, there stood the little brother, and he took the father and little Marleen by the hand; then they all three rejoiced, and went inside together and sat down to their dinners and ate.
父亲和小玛琳听到了声音，跑了出来，却只看见那处升腾起雾、火焰和火光；待这些散去后，小弟弟站在那里，他牵起父亲和小玛琳的手。于是三人皆大欢喜，一同走进屋内，坐下享用晚餐并进食。