《卡勒瓦拉（上下册）》书评

芬兰的《卡勒瓦拉》是个啥球玩意儿

芬兰的《卡勒瓦拉》是个啥球玩意儿 芬兰金属乐队经常用《卡勒瓦拉》当素材，也不时有人问我，这个《卡勒瓦拉》算不算芬兰民族史诗，《卡勒瓦拉》到目前为止还真就不算民族史诗。 芬兰的《卡勒瓦拉》就好比活字印刷术，说是毕升发明出来的，可是就是没有实物进行证据支撑，只在古代的书中有记载，那么现在某人在书里记载人类已经可以在太阳上居住了，这个一千年以后，未来人类可否拿这本书当证据来使用，证明现在人类就可以在太阳上居住呢？其实活字印刷术就是个组合问题，没有多高深的技术，只是当时需要不需要的问题，中世纪的欧洲科技几乎停滞，基督教宗教裁判所横行，根本没有多少新作问世，再加上那时候文本基本都用拉丁语书写，这种语言，欧洲普通人认知率不高，活字印刷没有市场，在中世纪的欧洲，手抄工算是一种职业，有个法国皇帝非手写文件一律不签字，认为非手写文件是对其不尊重，中世纪欧洲人的愚昧可见一斑。而《卡勒瓦拉》这本书的成书背景也是如此，芬兰长期受到瑞典与沙俄统治，其自身文化内涵本身就很匮乏，伦罗特(1802-1884)作为一个医生，长期收集整理一些口传民歌，然后整理成书，起名叫《卡勒瓦拉》，这只能说明这是伦罗特基于口传民歌汇编的一本文学诗歌作品，而非芬兰民族史诗。

tales from the thousand lakes

芬兰死亡金属乐队amorphis在1994发表的专辑《tales from the thousand lakes》，全部歌词改编自《卡勒瓦拉》。AMORPHIS LYRICSalbum: "Tales From The Thousand Lakes" (1994)1. Thousand Lakes2. Into Hiding3. The Castaway4. First Doom5. Black Winter Day6. Drowned Maid7. In The Beginning8. Forgotten Sunrise9. To Fathers Cabin10. Magic And Mayhem1. Thousand Lakes[Intro]2. Into HidingThe islander slips into hidingAnd takes to his heelsOut of dark NorthlandThe murky house of SaraHe whirled out of doors as snowArrives as smoke in the yardTo flee from bad deedsThere he had to become someone elseHe must change his shapeAs an eagle he swept upWanted to soar heavenwardThe sun burnt his cheeksThe moon lit his brows3. The CastawayA bird flew out of LaplandAn eagle from the North EastOne wing ruffled the waterAnd the other swept the skyIt's tail skimmed the seaIt flutters, it glidesIt looks, it turns round"Why, man are you in the seaFellow, among the billows?"4. First DoomThe mountains of NorthShall erupt and flamesOf darkland will raiseHail to one who hailsBlood for one who bleedsO you mistress of northlandQueen of darklandI may wash my hands of theEvil master's bloodFor that is no man's doomWhich I bringThat is child's doomAnd it shall be the First doom5. Black Winter DayThis is how the lucky feelHow the blessed man thinkLike a daybreak in springThe sun on a spring morningLike the flat brink of a cloudLike a dark night in autumnBut how do I feel,In my gloomy depths?This is how the lucky feelHow the blessed man thinkLike a daybreak in springLike the flat brink of a cloudLike a dark night in autumnA black winter dayThis is how the lucky feelHow the blessed man thinkLike a daybreak in springThe sun on a spring morningLike the flat brink of a cloudLike a dark night in autumnA black winter dayNo darker than thatGloomier than an autumn nightA black winter day6. Drowned MaidI went to wash at the shoreI went to bathe in the seaAnd there I, a hen, was lostI, a birdUntimely diedLet not my brotherEver in this worldWater his war-horseUpon the seashore!Waters of the seaSo much blood of mineFishes of the seaSo much flesh of mineSuch the death of the young maidEnd of the fair little hen7. In The BeginningI have a good mindTake into my headTo start of singingBegan recitingWe seldom get togetherAnd meet each otherOn these poor bordersThe luckless lands of the northThose words we have gotFrom the North's furthest fields,From the heaths of Kalevala8. Forgotten SunriseOnce I had a mindAnd thoughts was givenBut nowadays, in this evil ageAll my sense is somewhere elseOnce I had a soulI was one with my godBut now I am abandonedBanished from these liesLong my tale's been in the coldFor ages has lain hiddenI know how to bewitch fireAnd how to fame flamesI know how to banish wormsAnd turn snakes away9. To Fathers CabinO old man, good godCareful man of heavenKeeper of storm cloudsMake misty weatherAnd create a tiny cloudIn whose shelter I may go10. Magic And MayhemHey there, tiny wenchMy perpetual serfPut stew in a potBring water for the guestBefore we partBefore your neck is brokenYou strike firstSon of the northTomi Koivusaari : Vocals / rhythm guitarsEsa Holopainen : Lead guitarsOlli-Pakka Laine : BassJan Rechnerger : DrumsKasper Martenson : Keyboards & Moog