安娜*卡敏斯卡“科扎克医生的谎言”

科扎克医生的谎言

医生你得承认你对你的孩子们撒了谎
你对你的两百个孩子撒了谎
并决心将谎言进行到底
一直走到站台或更远
你在死神耳中不停地
向他们低语你谎言的祝福

可是，你只能这样做
因为真相太残酷
道出于“光”的光明世界
已禁止儿童进入
如一场过于真实的电影

实际上世界已大大翻转
以致真实变成谎言
而本应为真实的谎言
在你的犹太孤儿院找到庇护

或许他们猜到了感到了什么
你时而瞥见他们不安的眼神
或许Moishe或许聪明的Abrasha
睡着哭的小Mendel
他们的脸被照亮就像老人的脸
你以前曾从孩子那里学习如何死

医生看这里
这是你的笔迹
这是神圣的儿童之书
他们从一本新的圣经中走出
小Romcha Rachel和Ruth
小David Zigmush Aron 和Jacob
从这本书从这圣经的土地
从这曾是真实的谎言
他们总是在路上
背着包袱
背着饥荒时的面包
这面包烘自
同样的面团
同样的血肉
同样的古血
同样的爱
同样的苦工
同样的体重与身高的统计表
同样的苦难
同样的觉醒
同样的死亡

而这里多么安静
在他们的哭泣之后
在他们的尖叫之后
多么安静
这儿童屠杀场
这人间这人间
科扎克医生

注：文中英文皆为孩子的名字。

英译：
Dr. Korczak's Deception
        by Anna Kamienska

You must admit, sir, that you deceived your children
Dr. Korczak, sir,
you deceived those two hundred children of yours,
and then decided you might deceive them to the end
right up to the ramp, you kept on whispering to them
in the very ear of death the blessing of your deception

But really, sir, you couldn't have done otherwise
because the truth had turned murderous
and the enlightened world, from the word 'light' —
was already forbidden for children
like a cinema show that's too truthful

Actually the world had turned so and so many degrees
until truth had become a lie
and the lie that was supposed to have been the truth
found shelter with you, sir, in the Jewish Orphans' Home

Probably they guessed they sensed something
something you would catch, sir,
an uneasy look in their eyes,
maybe Moniush, or Abrasha, he's so quick
little Mendel cried in his sleep
their faces shone like the faces of old men
long ago sir you learned from the children how to die

Look, Dr. Korczak, sir,
this is your writing
this is the holy book of the children
they come walking out of the new Bible
little Romcha and Rachel and Ruth
David Zigmush Aron Jacob
from that book that Bible-land
from that lie that was truth
they are always on their way
with a bundle
with the bread of famine
baked from the same bread
from the same flesh
from the same ancient blood
from the same love
from the same labor
from the same burned tables of weight and height
from the same suffering
from the same wakefulness
from the same death

And here how quiet it is here
after their crying
after their screaming
how quiet they are
this is a slaughterhouse of children
this is earth this is earth
Dr. Korczak, sir