ＷＥＢ絵本『怪夢（工場）』

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... A human ... A madman ... A superman ... An animal ... A beast ... A monster ... A brute ...
A roar of iron braved all their powers ...
Black and cruel groans, which instantly dragged all great spirits into the illusion of fear and death, were rolling everywhere.
・・・人間・・・狂人・・・超人・・・野獣・・・猛獣・・・怪獣・・・巨獣・・・
それらの一切の力を物ともせぬ鉄の怒号・・・
如何なる偉大なる精神をも一瞬の中に恐怖と死の錯覚の中に誘い込まねばおかぬ真黒な、残忍冷酷な呻吟が、到る所に転がりまわる．

Echoes were scoffing at the ghosts of many factory girls and child laborers who had been torn, chopped and hurled previously ...
今までに幾人となく引き裂かれ、切り千切られ、たたき付けられた女工や、幼年工の亡霊を嘲る響き・・・

Voices were insulting an old worker's skull which had been crushed recently ...
このあいだ打ち砕かれた老職工の頭蓋骨を罵倒する声・・・

Sounds were mocking big man's legs which had been broken formerly ...
ずっと前に、へし折られた大男の両足を愚弄する音・・・

Infernal noises were making all the creatures crazy about the battle between iron and fire, indifferently and regardlessly ...
すべての生命を冷眼視し、度外視して、鉄と火との激闘に熱中させる地獄の騒音・・・

Screams of the circular sawing machine chorkingly came far from the woodworker's shop.
The screams ran from my neck to the roots of my ears.
And they shiveringly soaked into my hairs one by one.
はるかの木工場から咽んで来る旋回円鋸機の悲鳴は、首筋から耳の付け根を伝わって、頭髪の一本一本ごとに染み込んで震える．

Fingers, an arm and the forehead of a young man were cut with those screams.
The blackened gore was still on the surface of a beam.
あの音も数本の指と、腕と、人の若者の前額を斬り割いた．
その血しぶきは今でも梁木の胴腹に黒ずんで残っている．

People regarded my father as a madman, because he was an ugly, illiterate and aged worker.
Once he began to work, he always kept working night and day with a glare in his cold-blooded and steel-colored eyes.
He was the crucifix and the pride of this foundry.
At the same time, he was always a menace to dozens of iron works.
私の父親は世間から狂人扱いされていた．
それは仕事にかかったが最後、昼夜ぶっ通しに、血も涙もない鋼鉄色の瞳をギラギラさせる、無学な、醜怪な老職工だからであった．
それがこの工場の十字架であり、誇りであると同時に、数十の鉄工所に対する不断の脅威となっていたからであった．

So, every machine in this foundry had taken parts of human bodies or human lives.
The bloody scream and sneer had soaked into all of the black walls and the ceiling.
だから人体の一部分、もしくは生命そのものを奪った経験を持たぬ機械は、この工場にひとつもなかった．
真黒い壁や、天井の隅々までも血の絶叫と、冷笑が染み込んでいた．

Like that, the workers of this foundry worked hard.
Like that, the machines of this foundry worked well.
それほど左様に、この工場の職工たちは熱心であった．
それほど左様に、この工場の機械等は真剣であった．