ေသေသာ္မွတည့္ ေၾသာ္ ေကာင္း၏ - It's Better to Die than to Live

ေသေသာ္မွတည့္ ေၾသာ္ ေကာင္း၏ …

သိဃၤတန္ေဆာင္၊ ဘုန္းေတာ္ေမွာင္၍၊

ကုန္းေဘာင္ေနမီး၊ မထိန္ညီးက၊

တိုင္းၾကီးျပည္ၾကီး၊ အခ်ည္းႏွီးလွ်င္ (တည့္)၊

ထီးသုဥ္း နန္းသုဥ္း၊ ၿမိဳ႕သုဥ္းသုည၊

သုဥ္းသံုးဝျဖင့္၊ သုဥ္းရျပန္လစ္ (သုညရလစ္)၊

ေသေသာ္မွတည့္ ေၾသာ္ ေကာင္း၏ ... ။

သုညေခတ္ဝယ္၊ ျဖစ္လာရေလ၊

ဒို႔တေတြသည္ ..

ေသေသာ္မွတည့္ ေၾသာ္ ေကာင္း၏ ... ။

~ ဆီးဘန္နီ (ဆီးပန္းနီ) ဆရာေတာ္ ~

အာဇာနည္ စာဆုိအေက်ာ္ ဆီးဘန္နီ (ဆီးပန္းနီ) ဆရာေတာ္ ၏ ပါေတာ္မူတမ္းခ်င္း။

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It's Better to Die than to Live

When magnificent influence and

Majestic authority

Of the Konbaung Dynasty diminished,

The country was thus in peril.

Ruler deported.

Authority departed.

Sovereignty deceased!

In the Age of Chaos & Anarchy,

So-called in the Zeor Era

It's better to die with honour

Than to live with shame.

Si Ban Ni Sayardaw

(A poem on deportation of the King Thibaw, who was the Last King of Konbaung Dynasty in Burma)

Trans:  Max | 30 July 2011

source: 

http://harrylwin.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html (for original poem in Burmese)

http://media.vam.ac.uk/media/thira/collection_images/2006AR/2006AR9165_jpg_l.jpg

http://www.schoyencollection.com/modern_files/ms2475.jpg

Our Land

"တို႔႔တိုင္းျပည္"



ထေလာ့ျမန္မာ၊ အိုျမန္မာတို ့
တို ့ရြာ တို ့ေျမ၊ တို ့ရြာေျမ၀ယ္
ေစတီစပါး၊ မ်ားလည္းမ်ား၏
မ်ားပါေလလဲ၊ တမြဲမြဲႏွင့္
ဆင္းရဲကာသာ၊ ကာလၾကာလွ်င္
ယာစကာမ်ဳိး၊ တၫိႈးၫိႈးႏွင့္
ပုထိုးျမင့္ေမာင္း၊ေက်ာင္းႀကိဳေက်ာင္းၾကား
လွည့္လည္သြားလွ်က္
မစားေလရ၊ ၀မ္္းမ၀၍
ဆြမ္းမွ်မတင္ႏိုင္ ရွိမည္တည္း။

ထေလာ့ျမန္မာ၊ အိုျမန္မာတို ့
တို ့ရြာတို ့ေျမ၊ တို ့ရြာေျမ၀ယ္
ေရခ်ဳိေသာက္ရန္၊ ျမစ္ေခ်ာင္းကန္ႏွင့္
သီးႏွံခ်ဳိပ်ား၊ မ်ားလည္းမ်ား၏
မ်ားပါေလလည္း၊ တမြဲမြဲႏွင့္
ဆင္းရဲကာသာ၊ ကာလၾကာလွ်င္
ျမင္သာျမင္ရ၊ မစားရ၍
ေတာကၿပိတၱာ၊ ျဖစ္မည္တည္း။

ထေလာ့ျမန္မာ၊ ျမန္မာထေလာ့၊
အားမေပ်ာ့ႏွင့္၊ မေလ်ာ့လံု ့လ
သူကစ၍၊ ငါကအားလံုး
လက္႐ံုးမ်ားေျမာင္၊ ဥာဏ္မ်ားေျမာင္ႏွင့္
စြမ္းေဆာင္ၾကေလ
ဤေျမဤရြာ ဘယ္သူ ့ရြာလဲ
ဤယာစပါး၊ ဘယ္သူ ့စပါးလဲ
ထားေလာ့တာ၀န္၊ ဥာဏ္ေရွ ့ပန္း၍
တ၀မ္းတစိတ္၊ ညီေစသတည္း။

ေဇာ္ဂ်ီ


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Our Land

Wake up Burmese! O’ Burmese!

In our land, pagodas and paddies are plenty.

Yet, we all live in poverty.

With prevailing paucity, we’d become poorer

Rummaging food around temples and pagodas.

Will find no enough food even for survival,

No longer we can offer food to Buddha and his disciples.

Wake up Burmese! O’ Burmese!

In our land, water sources and agrarian produces are plenty.

Yet, we all live in poverty.

With prevailing paucity, we’d become ghostly spirits.

Won’t be able to eat whatever we glimpse.

Wake up Burmese! Wake up please!

Leave no stone unturned & never give up.

You, me and everyone, with our zeal and efforts,

We have to outdo.

For the land we cherished

and For the paddies we owned.

Take charge and envision with advisability

We all must strive in unity.

Zaw Gyi

(Trns: Max | 11 September 2010)

May I say . . .

မွာပါရေစ ေျပာပါရေစ
(၁)
ကိုယ္ေသရင္ မငိုနဲ႔
ပါးစို႐ံု ရိွမွာေပါ့။

သပိတ္မသြတ္နဲ႔
လြတ္ၿပီးသား ကၽြတ္ၿပီးသား။

ထမင္းမထုပ္နဲ႔
သိုးစာ၊ ပုပ္စာ၊ ျဖဳန္းတီးစာ။

အိုးမခြဲနဲ႔ အိုးမလို
ဘာကိုမွ ကိုယ္မစြဲဘူး။

အပြင့္အခက္ ယူမသြားနဲ႔
ျပန္လိုက္ရမယ့္အစား မဟုတ္ဘူး။

ရက္လည္၊ လလည္၊ ႏွစ္လည္
ဘာကိုမွ မလည္နဲ႔
သံသရာႀကီးမွာ လည္ခဲ့သူ။

(၂)
ကိုယ္ေသရင္ မငိုနဲ႔
ႀကိဳႀကိဳၿပီး ေသထားသူ။

“ဘုရားရွင္ရဲ႕ ဂုဏ္ေတာ္”ကို
ျမတ္ႏိုးပူေဇာ္ရင္း
အႀကိမ္ႀကိမ္ အေသရင္းထားသမို႔
မရဏမင္းဆီ ေပ်ာ္ေပ်ာ္သြားမွာ။

ၿပီးေတာ့ ဆက္ေျပာပါရေစ...
သာသနာ၊ စာေပ၊ ပရဟိတ
လုပ္လက္စေတြကို ဆက္လုပ္ဖို႔
ေဟာဒီ ခ်စ္ရတဲ့ မိခင္ေျမကို
ျပန္လာခဲ့မယ္ မုခ်။

ဒီေတာ့ ကိုယ္ေသရင္ မငိုနဲ႔
ေျဖသာစမ္းပါ၊ ျပံဳးစမ္းပါ။

လူသာဆံုးတာ က်န္တာ မ႐ံႈးဘူး

မွာခဲ့ၿပီ၊ ေျပာခဲ့ၿပီေနာ္၊ ဒါပါပဲ။

မိုးဟိန္း (သားဂ်ာနယ္ေက်ာ္) (၁၉၄၂-၂၀၁၀)
၁၃၇၂ ခုႏွစ္ ၀ါဆိုလျပည့္ ဓမၼစၾကာေန႔မွာ ေနာက္ဆံုးေရးခဲ့တဲ့ ကဗ်ာ
(၂၀၁၀ျပည့္ႏွစ္ ၾသဂုတ္ ၂၀ ရက္ထုတ္ Bi Weekly Eleven ဂ်ာနယ္၊ အတြဲ ၃ အမွတ္ ၂၁ ေဖာ္ျပပါရိွခဲ့ပါတယ္။)

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May I say . . .

(1)

For cheeks will get wet,

Don't cry when I pass away.

For I'm destined to go higher and better places,

Don't make any funeral ritual.

For it will be a waste,

Don't give my corpse a packet of food.

For I'm not attached to anything,

Don't break any earth pot.

For I don't belong to those kinds which wander around afterlife,

Don't bring a flower or petiole from a cemetery as me.

For I have been lingering around in Samsara,

Don't make any anniversary observances for my death after a month or a year.

(2)

For I have rehearsed my death several times,

Don't cry when I depart.

For I believe in qualities of Buddha and am familiar with the death,

I'll go and meet my maker happily.

Allow me to continue ...

To carry on with my works in my faith, literature and social developments,

I will for sure return to this land I cherished.

Hence, don't cry when I die.

Stay calm and smile for me, please.

I just lost my existence but nothing else.

That's my will and these are my last words.

And that's all I wanna say.

Moe Hein (Son of Journal Kyaw) [1942 ~ 2010]

Trans: Max (15 Oct 2010)