双语格林童话：玫瑰公主（文本）

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玫瑰公主

以前，有个国王和王后一直没有孩子，他们为此非常伤心苦恼。有一天，王后正在河边散步，一条小鱼把头浮出水面对她说：「你的愿望就会实现了，不久你就会生下一个女儿的。」过了一段时间，那条小鱼所预言的情况真的实现了，王后真的生下了一个非常漂亮的女儿。国王高兴得时时刻刻爱不释手，决定举行一个大型宴会。他不仅邀请了他的亲戚、朋友和外宾，而且邀来了几乎所有的女巫师，让她们为他的女儿送来善良美好的祝愿。他的王国里一共有十三个女巫师，而他只有十二个金盘子来招待她们进餐，所以他只邀请了十二个女巫师，留下一个没有邀请。
　　盛大的宴会结束后，各位来宾都给这个小公主送上了最好的礼物。女巫师们一个送给她美德，另一个送给她美貌，还有一个送给她富有，她们把世人所希望的，世上所有的优点和期盼都送给了她。当第十一个女巫师刚刚为她祝福之后，第十三个女巫师，也就是那个没有被邀请的女巫师走了进来，她对没有被邀请感到非常愤怒，她要对此进行报复，要献上她恶毒的咒语。所以她进来后就大声叫道：「国王的女儿在十五岁时会被一个纺锤弄伤，最后死去。」所有在场的人都大惊失色。可是第十二个女巫师还没有献上她的礼物，便走上前来说：「这个凶险的咒语的确会应验，但公主能够化险为夷。她不会死去，而只是昏睡过去，而且一睡就是一百年。」
　　国王为了不使他的女儿遭到那种不幸，命令将王国里的所有纺锤都收上来，又把它们全部销毁。随着时间的流逝，女巫师们的所有祝福都在公主身上应验了：她聪明美丽，性格温柔，举止优雅，真是人见人爱。但恰恰在她十五岁的那一天，国王和王后都不在家，公主单独一个人被留在王宫里。她在宫里到处穿来穿去，大小房间都看完了，最后，她来到了一个古老的宫楼。宫楼里面有一座很狭窄的楼梯，楼梯尽头有一扇门，门上插着一把金钥匙。当她转动金钥匙时，门一下子就弹开了，一个老太婆坐在里面在忙着纺纱。公主见了说道：「喂！老妈妈，您好！您这是在干甚么呀？」「纺纱。」老太婆回答说，接着又点了点头。「这小东西转起来真有意思！」说着，公主上前也想拿起纺锤纺纱，但她刚一碰到它，立即就倒在地上失去了知觉，以前的咒语真的应验了。
　　然而，她并没有死，只是倒在那里沉沉地睡去了。国王和王后正在这时回来了，他们刚走进大厅也跟着睡着了；马厩里的马，院子里的狗，屋顶上的鸽子，墙上的苍蝇，也都跟着睡着了；甚至连火炉里的火也停止燃烧入睡了；烧烤的肉不炸响了；厨师此刻正抓住一个做错了事的童工的头发，要给他一耳光，让他滚出去，他们两个也定在那儿睡过去了。所有的一切都不动了，全都沉沉地睡去。
　　不久，王宫的四周长出了一道蒺藜组成的大篱笆，年复一年，它们越长越高，越长越茂密，最后竟将整座宫殿遮得严严实实，甚至连屋顶和烟囱也看不见了。
　　於是，关於这个王国流传开了这样一个传说，一个漂亮的正在睡觉的玫瑰公主的传说，人们所说的玫瑰公主其实就是国王的女儿。从那以后，有不少王子来探险，他们披荆斩棘想穿过树篱到王宫里去，但都没有成功，不是被蒺藜缠住就是被树丛跘倒在里面，就像是有无数只手牢牢地抓住他们难以脱身一样，他们最终都痛苦地死去。
　　许多许多年过去了，一天，又有一位王子踏上了这块土地。一位老大爷向他讲起了蒺藜树丛的故事，说树篱之内有一座漂亮的王宫，王宫里有一位仙女般的公主，她的名字叫玫瑰公主，她和整座王宫及里面的人都在沉睡。他还说，他曾听他的爷爷谈起有许许多多的王子来过这儿，他们都想穿过树篱，但都被缠在里面死去了。听了这些，这位王子说：「所有这些都吓不倒我，我要看玫瑰公主去！」老人劝他不要去试，可他却坚持要去。
　　这天，时间正好过去了一百年，所以当王子来到树篱丛时，他看到的全是盛开着美丽花朵的灌木，他很轻松地就穿过了树篱。随着他在前面走，身后树篱又密密地合拢了。最后，他到达了王宫，看见大院内狗躺在那儿沉睡，马厩里的马在沉睡，屋顶上的鸽子将头埋在翅膀下沉睡。他走进王宫内，看见墙上的苍蝇在沉睡，厨房里的厨师向上举着手，似乎是要打那童工一耳光，一个女仆手里抓着一只黑母鸡准备拔毛。
　　他继续向里寻去，一切都静得出奇，连自己的呼吸都清晰可闻。终於，他来到古老的宫楼，推开了玫瑰公主在的那个小房间的门。玫瑰公主睡得正香，她是那么美丽动人，他瞪大眼睛，连眨也舍不得眨一下，看着看着，禁不住俯下身去吻了她一下。就这一吻，玫瑰小姐一下子苏醒过来，她张开双眼，微笑着充满深情地注视着他，王子抱着她一起走出了宫楼。
　　此刻，国王和王后也醒过来了，王宫里所有的人都醒过来了。他们怀着极大的好奇心互相凝视着，似乎还不明白到底发生了甚么事情。马站了起来，摇摆着身体；狗儿欢跳不止，汪汪吠叫；鸽子由翅膀下抬起了头，昂首四顾，振翅飞向田野；墙上的苍蝇嗡嗡地飞了开去；厨房里的火又窜起了火苗开始烧饭，烧烤的肉又吱吱作响；厨师怒吼着扇了童工一个耳光；女仆继续给鸡拔毛，一切都恢复了往日的模样。不久，王子和玫瑰公主举行了盛大的结婚典礼，他们幸福欢乐地生活在一起，一直白头到老。

　　Then it happened one day while the queen was sitting in her bath, that a frog crept out of the water onto the ground and said to her, "Your wish shall be fulfilled, and before a year passes you will bring a daughter into the world."
　　What the frog said did happen, and the queen gave birth to a girl who was so beautiful that the king could not contain himself for joy, and he ordered a great celebration. He invited not only his relatives, friends, and acquaintances, but also the wise women so that they would be kindly disposed toward the child. There were thirteen of them in his kingdom, but because he had only twelve golden plates from which they were to eat, one of them had to remain at home.
　　The feast was celebrated with great splendor, and at its conclusion the wise women presented the child with their magic gifts. The one gave her virtue, the second one beauty, the third one wealth, and so on with everything that one could wish for on earth.
　　The eleventh one had just pronounced her blessing when the thirteenth one suddenly walked in. She wanted to avenge herself for not having been invited, and without greeting anyone or even looking at them she cried out with a loud voice, "In the princess´s fifteenth year she shall prick herself with a spindle and fall over dead." And without saying another word she turned around and left the hall.
　　Everyone was horrified, and the twelfth wise woman, who had not yet offered her wish, stepped foreward. Because she was unable to undo the wicked wish, but only to soften it, she said, "It shall not be her death. The princess will only fall into a hundred-year deep sleep."
　　The king, wanting to rescue his dear child, issued an order that all spindles in the entire kingdom should be burned. The wise women´s gifts were all fulfilled on the girl, for she was so beautiful, well behaved, friendly, and intelligent that everyone who saw her had to love her.
　　Now it happened that on the day when she turned fifteen years of age the king and the queen were not at home, and the girl was all alone in the castle. She walked around from one place to the next, looking into rooms and chambers as her heart desired. Finally she came to an old tower. She climbed up the narrow, winding stairs and arrived at a small door. In the lock there was a rusty key, and when she turned it the door sprang open. There in a small room sat an old woman with a spindle busily spinning her flax.
　　"Good day, old woman," said the princess. "What are you doing there?"
　　"I am spinning," said the old woman, nodding her head.
　　"What is that thing that is so merrily bouncing about?" asked the girl, taking hold of the spindle, for she too wanted to spin.
　　She had no sooner touched the spindle when the magic curse was fulfilled, and she pricked herself in the finger. The instant that she felt the prick she fell onto a bed that was standing there, and she lay there in a deep sleep. And this sleep spread throughout the entire castle. The king and queen, who had just returned home, walked into the hall and began falling asleep, and all of their attendants as well. The horses fell asleep in their stalls, the dogs in the courtyard, the pigeons on the roof, the flies on the walls, and even the fire on the hearth flickered, stopped moving, and fell asleep. The roast stopped sizzling. The cook, who was about to pull kitchen boy´s hair for having done something wrong, let him loose and fell asleep. The wind stopped blowing, and outside the castle not a leaf was stirring in the trees.
　　Round about the castle a thorn hedge began to grow, and every year it became higher, until it finally surrounded and covered the entire castle. Finally nothing at all could be seen of it, not even the flag on the roof.
　　A legend circulated throughout the land about the beautiful sleeping Little Brier-Rose, for so the princess was called. Legends also told that from time to time princes came, wanting to force their way through the hedge into the castle. However, they did not succeed, for the thorns held firmly together, as though they had hands, and the young men became stuck in them, could not free themselves, and died miserably.
　　Many long, long years later, once again a prince came to the country. He heard an old man telling about the thorn hedge. It was said that there was a castle behind it, in which a beautiful princess named Little Brier-Rose had been asleep for a hundred years, and with her the king and the queen and all the royal attendants were sleeping. He also knew from his grandfather that many princes had come and tried to penetrate the thorn hedge, but they had become stuck in it and died a sorrowful death.
　　Then the young man said, "I am not afraid. I will go there and see the beautiful Little Brier-Rose."
　　However much the good old man tried to dissuade him, the prince would not listen to his words.
　　The hundred years had just passed, and the day had come when Little Brier-Rose was to awaken. When the prince approached the thorn hedge, it was nothing but large, beautiful flowers that separated by themselves, allowing him to pass through without harm, but then behind him closed back into a hedge.
　　In the courtyard he saw the horses and spotted hunting dogs lying there asleep, and on the roof the pigeons, perched with their little heads tucked under they wings. When he walked inside the flies were asleep on the wall, the cook in the kitchen was still holding up his hand as if he wanted to grab the boy, and the maid was sitting in front of the black chicken that was supposed to be plucked. He walked further and saw all the attendants lying asleep in the hall, and above them near the throne the king and the queen were lying. He walked on still further, and it was so quiet that he could hear his own breath. Finally he came to the tower and opened the door to the little room where Little Brier-Rose was sleeping.
　　There she lay and was so beautiful that he could not take his eyes off her. He bent over and gave her a kiss. When he touched her with the kiss Little Brier-Rose opened her eyes, awoke, and looked at him kindly.
　　They went downstairs together, and the king awoke, and the queen, and all the royal attendants, and they looked at one another in amazement. The horses in the courtyard stood up and shook themselves. The hunting dogs jumped and wagged their tails. The pigeons on the roof pulled their little heads out from beneath their wings, looked around, and flew into the field. The flies on the walls crept about again. The fire in the kitchen rose up, broke into flames, and cooked the food. The roast began to sizzle once again. The cook boxed the boy´s ears, causing him to cry, and the maid finished plucking the chicken.
　　And then the prince´s marriage to Little Brier-Rose was celebrated with great splendor, and they lived happily until they died.