防晒油的忠告

如果对你的未来，我只能提供一个忠告，那就是防晒油。

防晒油的长期好处已经被科学家证实。不过，我的意见只限于自己曲折的人生经验。

现在，我将发放这个忠告。

享受青春的魅力、美丽-----哦，不要紧，你不会明白青春的美丽和魅力直至它们褪色逝去。

但相信我，20年后，你会看着相片中的自己，用一种现在不能领会的方式回想，从前摆在自己面前的机会是那么的多，从前的自己是多么的美丽动人。

你，并没有自己想象的胖。

不必为未来担心。或者，担心，并明白担心这码事儿，跟企图用嚼泡泡糖来做代数题的效果一样。生命中的真正困境总是那种你从未想到去担心的事，那种空闲的星期二下午四点钟突然响起的电话。

每天做一件令自己害怕的事。

大声歌唱。

不要鲁莽对待别人的心。

不必忍耐这样对你的人。

使用牙线。

别浪费时间去嫉妒。有时候你领先，有时候你落后。赛程是漫长的------而且，到了最后，我们的对手只有自己。

记住曾收过的赞美，忘掉那些凌辱。而如果你能够成功做到，请告诉我方法。

保留好你的旧情书，扔掉过期的银行账单。

伸展身体，拉筋。

不必内疚，如果你不知道自己的人生想做什么。

我认识的那些最有意思的人在22岁时也不知道，一些最有趣的人到了40岁时也还不知道。

吸收足够的钙。善待你的膝盖。你会非常想念，当它们健康不再。

也许你会结婚，也许不会。

也许你有小孩，也许不会。

也许你会在40岁离婚，也许在75周年结婚纪念日上跳起可爱的小鸡舞。

无论是怎样，不必太恭喜自己，也别太过怪责。你的选择代表着一半的机会，别人也都是如此。

热爱你的身体。好好运用它，用任何自己可以的方式。

不要害怕它，也无需畏惧别人的眼光。这是你所拥有最宝贵的一项财富。

尽情起舞，即使只能在自己的卧室。

阅读说明书和指示，即使你并不打算跟从。

不要去看美容时装杂志，它们只会让你感觉自己的丑。

去了解你的父母。你不知道他们何时会离你而去。那时你会想念他们的好。

善待你的兄弟、姐妹，他们是你和过去最好的联系以及未来最可能的依靠。

明白朋友们来来去去，但一些珍贵的知己应该把握。

努力去搭建桥梁，填补地域和生活习俗的差异。

当你渐渐变老，会越来越需要那些识于微时的朋友。

住在纽约城一次，离开-----当它开始把你变硬。

住在北加州一次，离开-----当它开始把你变软。

旅行。

接受一些无法避免的事实：物价会越来越高；政客会玩弄女人；自己一样，终会变老。

而当你这么做时，你会想象当自己年轻的时候，物价多么合理，政客多么高尚，而孩子，是多么地尊重长辈。

尊重你的长辈。

不要太过期望他人的支持。

或许你会有个信托基金，或许你会找到个有钱的配偶。但你不会知道它们什么时候将会消失殆尽。

别在头发上动太多手脚。否则，在你40岁时，它们看起来会像 85岁。

小心那些提供你忠告的人，但请给他们一点耐性。忠告是一种乡愁，发布它是一种垂钓，将过去从一堆被处置的旧物中捞出，擦拭干净，涂上一层新漆，让它闪亮出一种原本自己并不具有的光华。

但请相信我这个，防晒油的忠告。

（乔拙按：这是很多年前自己尝试的一篇歌词翻译。对于翻译我一向有特别的看法，翻译是用读者可以理解的语言，最大程度地还原原文的原貌-----短短的一句话已经有三个原，这是因为，重要的事情必须要说三遍。所以，我喜欢的方式，就是在可能的情况之下，最大程度地保持原文的语感、语气，甚至语序。翻译体自成一种文体，也是一种再创造。但很多译者理解的再创造，是把原文作者没有的东西硬塞进去，或者删改作者的原意，这是我不同意的。每一种语言都有其美感，怎么用自己的语言把原文的这种美感也传达出来，这是个真正的技术活，这才是翻译所谓的再创造。

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Everybody is free to wear sunscreen

    --------Baz Luhrmann

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.

The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists,

whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth.

Oh, never mind.

You will not understand the power and the beauty of your youth until they've faded.

But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now, how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.

You are not as fat as you imagined.

Don't worry about the future.

Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum.

The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind.

The kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people’s hearts.

Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy.

Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind.

The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults.

If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life.

The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting forty-year olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees.

You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't.

Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't.

Maybe you'll divorce at 40.

Maybe you'll dance the funky chicken at your 75th wedding anniversary.

Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself to much, or berate yourself either.

Your choices are half chance，so are everybody else's.       

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can.

Don't be afraid of it or what other people think of it.

It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not ready beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good.

Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on.

Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle. Because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard.

Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths:

Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old.

And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble，and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Maybe you have a trust fund.

Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse.

But you'll never know when either one will run out

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're forty it will look eight-five.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it.

Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.