"Woman, Life, Freedom" in Iran — and What It Means for the Rest of the World | Golshifteh Farahani

譯者: Lilian Chiu 審譯者: Helen Chang

I am Mahsa.

我是瑪莎。

I am 22 years old.

我二十二歲。

I am from Kurdistan.

我來自庫德斯坦。

I came on vacation to Tehran for two days with my brother.

我和我兄弟到德黑蘭渡假兩天。

I got arrested for not wearing my veil properly.

我因為面紗沒有戴妥而遭到逮捕。

Then I was beaten repeatedly

接著我不斷遭到毆打，

and eventually went into a coma and died.

最後失去意識死亡。

I am Nika.

我是妮卡。

I'm 16 years old.

我十六歲。

I dressed all in black, took my water bottle

我穿全黑的服裝，帶著我的水瓶，

and a small towel to protect myself from tear gas.

以及一條小毛巾，保護自己 不受催淚瓦斯傷害。

I went on the street to protest.

我走上街頭抗議。

I got kidnapped, tortured.

我被綁架、拷打。

I'm Nika's shattered skull.

我是妮卡碎裂的顱骨。

I am her battered body,

我是她被嚴重打傷的身體，

delivered to her family 10 days after she got kidnapped.

在她被綁架後十天， 被送到她家人手上。

Eventually, she was buried without warning

最終，

她被無預警地埋葬在 一個遙遠的墓地。

in some faraway cemetery.

I am Pouya.

我是普亞。

I went to protest with my mother.

我和我母親一起去抗議。

She said, "Don't let go of my hand."

她說：「別放開我的手。」

But I did.

但我放開了。

And I got shot.

我被射殺了。

I died in front of her eyes.

我死在她面前。

I'm Kian.

我是奇安。

I'm only ten years old.

我只有十歲。

I wanted to become a scientist.

我想成為科學家。

But my body was riddled with bullets.

但我的身體被子彈穿過。

I am the boat on wheels he made with his little hands,

我是有輪子的船， 由他親自用他的小手製作，

carrying 70 more children over the rainbow,

帶著另外七十個孩子 到彩虹的另一端，

killed in a similar way.

他們也都是像這樣被殺害的。

I am Kian's father who was shot and paralyzed for life.

我是奇安的爸爸， 被槍擊而終生癱瘓。

I am Mohammad Mehdi, the Karate Boy.

我是穆罕默德‧梅迪，空手道男孩。

I am the son of a peddler brought up in poverty.

我是小販的兒子，成長過程很貧窮。

I was hanged at dawn during the morning prayers.

黎明時分在早晨祈禱中，我被吊死。

I am one of the last sentences of Mohammad to his father.

我是穆罕默德給他父親的最後遺言：

"Don't tell mom they want to execute me."

「別告訴媽媽他們要處決我。」

I am Toomaj, a rapper.

我是圖馬吉，饒舌歌手。

Tortured and kept in solitary confinement for months and months.

被拷打和單獨禁閉，長達數個月。

I am Elaheh, I am Niloofar.

我是艾拉海，我是妮魯法。

We are journalists who reported on the death of Mahsa.

我們是報導瑪莎之死的記者。

We have been in prison since.

我們從此就一直在牢裡。

I am 537 victims of this revolution in Iran.

我是伊朗這場革命的 五百三十七名受害者。

The ones who got executed.

被處決的人。

The ones who got tortured.

被拷打的人。

The tens of thousands of wounded and arrested and imprisoned,

數萬名受傷、

被逮捕、被囚禁的無辜男女。

innocent men and women.

I am the raised fist of young girls

我是頭髮在風中飄逸的 女孩舉起的拳頭。

with their hair flowing in the wind.

I am their glorious dance.

我是榮耀的舞蹈。

I am their blood, their sighs, their tears,

我是他們的血、 他們的嘆息、他們的眼淚、

their dreams, their eyes,

他們的夢想、他們的雙眼、

their lost eyes by rubber bullets.

他們因為橡膠子彈而失去的雙眼。

I am the reason they stood up.

我是他們挺身而戰的理由。

I am freedom.

我是自由。

And I'm also Golshifteh.

我也是葛西芙特。

I'm an artist.

我是藝術家。

I'm living a life of exile for the past 15 years.

過去十五年，我過著被放逐的生活。

I was forced to leave my motherland.

我被迫離開我的祖國。

But I kept fighting, as a woman, for life, to be free.

但，身為女人， 我持續為了自由而戰。

My choices and existence as an exiled female artist

選擇成為和身為 一位被放逐的女藝術家

was my battle.

就是我要打的仗。

Exist to resist.

存在，就是為了抵抗。

But the courageous, fearless Generation Z,

但勇敢、無畏的 Z 世代

who started this revolution,

掀起了這場革命，

they didn't leave.

他們沒有離開。

They stayed.

他們留下了。

And they went on the street and died for woman, life and freedom.

他們走上街頭，

為了女性、生命，和自由而死。

Death breaks the cage

死亡打破了牢籠，

but doesn't kill the bird, as Rumi says.

但沒有殺死鳥兒，如魯米所言。

We carry these birds in us,

我們把這些鳥兒帶在我們心中，

let them fly on their way to victory.

讓牠們飛向勝利。

Wars, discrimination, dictatorships, racism,

戰爭、歧視、

獨裁政權、種族主義，

it is all the same.

全都一樣。

Iran is the rest of the world.

伊朗就是世界的其他地方。

The world is Iran.

世界就是伊朗。

Woman, Life, Freedom;

女性、生命、自由；

Black Lives Matter;

黑命貴；

Glory to Ukraine.

榮耀歸於烏克蘭。

Ignorance and fear is the cause of it all.

無知和恐懼是這一切的成因。

We can all decide today to be the bridge to unite rather than separate.

今天，我們都可以決定扮演橋樑，

去團結，而不是去分裂。

Any child living in a dictatorship,

活在獨裁政權下的任何孩子，

any refugee child being denied help,

任何被拒絕援助的難民孩子，

any child being killed in war,

在戰爭中被殺害的任何孩子，

if we ignore one, we ignore our own children

如果我們忽視一個， 就是忽視我們自己的孩子，

and we deny humanity.

也是否定了人性。

The poet Saadi once said,

詩人薩迪曾經說過：

"Human beings are members of a whole.

「人類是整體的成員。

In creation of one essence and soul.

用同一個本質和靈魂創造出來。

If one member is afflicted with pain,

如果一個成員被痛苦所折磨，

other members uneasy will remain.

其他成員就會持續感到不舒服。

If you have no sympathy for human pain,

如果你對人類的痛苦沒有同情心，

the name of human you cannot retain."

你就不配保有人類之名。」

Thank you.

謝謝。