两片树叶的爱情 Ole and Trufa

奥立和特鲁法
约瑟夫·辛格普
Ole and Trufa
JOSEPH SINGEP 本文来自

THE FOREST was large and thickly overgrown with all kinds of leaf-bearing trees. Usually, it is cold this time of year and it even happens that it snow, but this November was relatively warm. You might have thought it was summer except that the whole forest was strewn with fallen leaves－some yellow as saffron, some red as wine, some the color of gold and some of mixed color. The leaves had been torn down by the rain, by the wind, some by day, some at night, and they now formed a deep carpet over the forest floor. Although their juices had run dry, the leaves still exuded a pleasant aroma. The sun shone down on them through the living branches, and worms and flies which had somehow survived the autumn storms crawled over them. The space beneath the leaves provided hiding places for crickets, field mice and many other creatures who sought protection in the earth.

在一棵其它叶子都落了的树梢上，还有两片挂在一根细枝上：这是奥立和特鲁法。奥立和特鲁法也不知道为什么他们在所有的雨、寒夜和风中幸存了下来。没有人知道为什么有的树叶会飘落下来而有的树叶依旧长在树上？可是奥立和特鲁法认为答案在于他们深深地爱着对方。奥立比特鲁法年长几天，外形略大于特鲁法，可是特鲁法更漂亮精致。每当刮风下雨或开始下冰雹时，一片树叶并不能为另一片做些什么。然而每到这个时候，奥立都鼓励特鲁法。在最恶劣的暴风雨里，雷鸣电闪，狂风不仅刮落树叶，甚至刮断整根树枝，奥立央求着特鲁法：“坚持，特鲁法！尽你的全力坚持住！”

On the tip of a tree which had lost all its other leaves, two still remained hanging from one twig: Ole and Trufa. For some reason unknown to them, Ole and Trufa had survived all the rains, all the cold nights and winds. Who knows the reason one leaf falls and another remains? But Ole and Trufa believed the answer lay in the great love they bore one another. Ole was slightly bigger than Turfa and a few days older, but Trufa was prettier and more delicate. One leaf can do little for another when the wind blows, the rain pours, or the hail begins to fall. Still, Ole encouraged Ttufa at every opportunity. During the worst storms, when the thunder clapped, the lightning flashed and the wind tore off not only leaves but even whole branches, Ole pleaded with Trufa: “Hang on, Trufa! Hand on with all your might!”

有时在寒冷的暴风雨之夜，特鲁法会抱怨：“我的时间到了，奥立，可是你要坚持住！”

“为了什么理由呢？”奥立问。“没有你我的生命毫无意义，如果你掉下去，我将跟你一起掉下去！”

“不，奥立，别这样！一片树叶只要能留在树上就不应该松手往下掉。”

“这全得靠你是否留下来陪我。”奥立回答。“白天我看着你爱慕你的美丽，夜里感觉着你的芬芳。只我一片树叶留在树上？决不！”

特鲁法说：“奥立，你的话真让我高兴，可是你说得不对。你很清楚我不漂亮了，看我多皱，变得多枯萎了啊！我唯一剩下的就是——我爱你。”

奥立说：“那不就够了吗？爱是所有力量中最高尚、最美好的。只要我们在这里彼此相爱，就没有风，没有雨或暴风雪能毁灭我们。告诉你，特鲁法，我从来没有像现在这么爱你。”
“为什么，奥立？为什么，我已经完全枯黄了。”

“谁说绿色漂亮黄色就不漂亮了？所有的色彩都同样漂亮。”

At times during cold and stormy nights, Trufa would complain: “My time had come, Ole, but you hand on!”

“What for?” Ole asked. “Without you, my life is senseless. If you fall, I’ll fall with you.”

“NO, Ole, don’t do it! So long as a leaf can stay up it mustn’t let go.”

“It all depends if you stay with me,” Ole replied. “By day I look at you and admire your beauty. At night I sense your fragrance. Be the only leaf on a tree? No never!”

“Ole, your words are so sweet but they’re not true,” Trufa said. “You know very well that I’m no longer pretty. Look how wrinkled I am, how shriveled I’ve become! Only one t