1、序言

“每当我回忆起那段岁月，
许多景象仍历历在目，
生命与死亡休戚相关，
就像我们家乡的
山峰与谷地。
我们拥有过财宝与富足，
也经历了磨难与失落。
人们曾经欢笑歌唱，
却也同样悲痛哭泣，
而更甚于泪水的，
是洒下的热血。
许多人都已逝去，
他们的遗体无人掩埋，
不再被祭拜。
但是，对我们而言，死亡不过是
笼罩着黑暗迷雾的另一重旅途。
当我们穿过漫漫长路，
就会找到一片光明——
那是存在与永生的光辉。
无论怎样，
在我这些年的回忆中，
最为深刻的还是家乡歌曲。
我们曾高唱战歌，
就好似是想要将
兵锋相接时的声响压下。
响彻耳际的战嚎声突作沉寂——
这场战争，已经不再有任何意义。”

1. Prologue

"When I reminisce about all those years
I see many things
Life and death strung together
Like the mountains and valleys
In which we lived
There was wealth and opulence
But also tribulation and loss
There was laughter and song
And there was also tears
But even more than tears
Blood was shed
And so many were left
To their unadorned graves
Unburied
But to us death was but another journey
And close by the darkness
Through which we strode
There was also light
The light of life and immortality
And after all
When I reminisce about those years
I mostly remember our songs
We sang
As if to drown out the sound
Of clashing swords
As if the battle cries fell silent
Because war had lost its meaning"