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1．         普朗克特英文原詩

THE MEN OF PIKE

Sean Plunket

 

They came from near and far away

The men of Pike to work that day

The afternoon shift way down deep

Beneath the mountains oh so steep

A long way in but further out

The afternoon shift sets about

A job not flash but hard and trying

A job that holds the risk of dying

 

From seventeen to sixty two

They start their shift to see it through

For one his first, for all their last

How could they know there’d be a blast?

For all at once no siren whining

Suddenly the worst in mining

Dust and rubble fill the air

A loader driver thrown clear

Just one other finds the light

The rest are hidden from our sight

 

And so we learn as news is spread

The news that mining families dread

It’s up at Pike there’s an explosion

Faces drop and hearts are frozen

Who, how many, where and why—

Will they make it—will they die

 

Fathers, husbands, brothers, sons

Coasters, Kiwis, Aussies, Poms

Mates and friends who we are seeking

Methane gas from coal seams leaking

Vents exploded, phones unheeded

Level heads and strength are needed

The world above unites as one

To bring the missing to the sun

 

Rescue teams are standing by

As holes are drilled and experts try

To find a way that’s safe and sound

To rescue those beneath the ground

Could robots work where men are mortal

To pierce the dangers of that portal

But alas all effort fails

The darkness of the mine prevails

 

A second blast of rock and thunder

Hope and prayers are rent asunder

A nation weeps and Coasters mourn

Pike falls silent, dark, forlorn

A hole remains within the ground

Devoid of joy, of life, of sound

 

Another hole within the heart

Of those forever set apart

From those they loved who went to toil

Digging coal beneath the soil

Those who gave their lives that day

To work a shift for honest pay

They wait at rest within their mine

The men of Pike, the Twenty Nine

 

 

Source：Mr Warren Strand, Watchhouse Officer, New Lynn Police Station

Date: 01/12/2010

Note: Mr Sean Plunket formerly a broadcast journalist of Radio NZ, now with NewsTalk ZB as the new host of its Wellington weekday 8.30am to midday show.

 

2．         三鏡居主人中文詩英譯稿

 

Mourning the Pike River Miners

Jimmy Wei

 

Clouds lie low over the Pike River Valley,

Birds in the treetops call the spirits of the dead.

Those who died become a brilliant rainbow,

Shining over the world,

Yearning for the dawn of spring.

 

16/12/2010

 

Note：Translated on 22/12/2010 with the kind assistance of Mr Warren Strand, New Lynn Watchhouse Officer.