狂喜中的湿婆
卷8 poem
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中文
湿婆在起舞，沉醉于真我的狂喜之中，拍击着
自己的双颊。
他的手鼓正在奏响，骷髅花环随着节拍
摇摆。
恒河之水在他缠结的发辫间
奔腾咆哮。
巨大的三叉戟喷吐着烈焰，他额头上的
新月猛烈燃烧。
English
Shiva is dancing, lost in the ecstasy of Self, sounding his
own cheeks.
His tabor is playing and the garland of skulls is swinging
in rhythm.
The waters of the Ganga are roaring among his matted
locks.
The great trident is vomiting fire, and the moon on his
forehead is fiercely flaming.
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