好玩,随手翻译了下。。。先声明,翻译并不代表同意文中观点 -___-
原文在后面

牧师颂

有一位亡灵,他很想当牧师
他讨厌打打杀杀,非常乐善好施
他很想帮助队友,发挥治疗能力
所以他选了牧师,毫不犹豫

从此他开始了,漫长的练级生涯
想起要成为治疗者,心里乐开了花
他没有选择暗影,因为他想要给人治疗
他的爱心如此真实,并且不可动摇

他看了看天赋树,选择了神圣天赋
当时他并不知道,那是他最大的错误
dps朋友们练级更快,他并无怨言
他有治疗能力,最后定能得偿心愿

最后他们六十级了,他才三十级
和他们在一起玩,感到不爽之极
他们常去raid,赚了无数金币
而他还在攒钱,买40级的坐骑

他终于到了六十,可以加入他们
但是非常不幸,他们已经T2在身
他想“毫无疑问,我的治疗会有用处
牧师是最好的治疗者,我还加的神圣天赋!”

“我穿的都是治疗装,你们可以想见,
我会加hot,加buff,甚至会挖神圣之泉!
我也会aoe,可以一打一串
不过老用这个,很快就会没蓝。”

“如我不幸死亡,还有救赎之魂,
它并非毫无用处,它令我虽死犹存!
死后给队友加血,我没那么快的动作
盗贼秒我后却可以,对我的魂吐吐沫。”

他弄了些装备,开始跟朋友们下大副本
可怜的牧师啊,这天对他的梦想是多么残忍!
他的队中还有,萨满和德鲁伊
他兴奋的得知,他们也能行医

他要向他们展示,应当如何治疗
他的多日辛苦,终于要得到回报
每当同伴掉血,他便开始吟唱
可没等他念完,血已被萨满加上

那boss的生命啊,还有一多半
我们可怜的牧师,早已经没蓝
幸亏有个小德,扮演救星角色
扔给他个激活,在这无奈时刻

raid结束之后,rl找他谈话
简直不敢相信,牧师治疗量最差
“天哪”,rl说,“我们不需要你,小白!
和我们的小德萨满比,你简直白来!”

我们的牧师只能,再次回到战场
在那他的治疗,应能获得褒奖
战斗刚一打响,他就被猎人标记
立刻就被沉默,随之即被击毙

不管他往哪站,草丛、屋顶还是山上
敌人随后就到,杀他如同探囊
面对三个对手,他发出心灵尖啸
对手使用徽章,轻易把他撂倒

在战场的另一边,是骑士进行治疗
队友们向他杀去,他们也很有头脑
他一定会很快死亡,像我一样倒下
可怜我却不知道,骑士穿的是板甲

队友刚接近骑士,便被一锤击晕
他一直被晕到死,真是令人吃惊
我们围攻骑士,终于快要把他干掉
他却开了无敌,其队友趁机杀了我们不少

谢谢你们阅读,这故事告诉我们一个道理
请听取我的建议,不然你们会后悔不已
如果你想当一个好治疗,千万别选择牧师
因为在所有治疗职业里,我们实在是最次

http://forums.worldofwarcraft.com/thread.html?topicId=65016510&sid=1

An Ode to Priests

by Kilthrax

There was an undead who just wanted to be priest,
For dealing out damage he could care in the least.
Helping out teammates was more to his taste,
So in selecting this class he did so with great haste.

The first part of his life was dedicated to the grind,
To become a level 60 healer that would blow your mind.
He didn’t go shadow because he wanted to heal,
His need for nurturing and caring was utmost and real.

So he looked at the talent trees and decided to go holy,
He didn’t know at the time this was his greatest folly,
He didn’t say anything when outlevelled by dps friends,
For in the end his healing power would make amends.

But eventually they were sixty and he was still thirty,
Having to play with their alts would make him feel dirty.
In their raid runs his friends made too much gold to count,
Meanwhile the priest was trying to pay for his mount.

Finally he hit sixty – he could roll with his crew!
But too bad for him, though, they’re already in tier 2.
“Surely”, he thought, “they could use heals from me!
My class is the best healer – and I’m specced holy tree!”

“I’m wearing plus healing gear as you surely can tell,
I can heal over time, buff and even cast a lightwell!
I’ve got an AOE if you need a bit of area damage,
But I’ll quickly be oom from a triple spammage.”

“I took spirit of redemption for times when I pass,
If I can target someone on time I may even cast!
You must not overlook improved death in a BG,
It gives rogues a chance to /spit after they two-shot me.”

After he got some gear his friends took him on raids,
Too bad for our priest this is when his dream fades.
‘Twas the first time he healed with a druid and a shaman,
Excited was he that they had a healing job in common.

He would show these two classes how healing is done,
At long last his long journey would be worthwhile and fun.
When a teammate lost health he’d queue up an efficient spell,
But his target was full health for the shammy is fast as hell.

The boss was still up with more than half of his life,
Our poor priest was oom and was in great strife.
Thankfully for the raid the druid was there to save the day,
He used innervate and his mana went up all the way.

Afterwards our priest was confronted by the raid leader,
Who couldn’t believe the priest was last on the healing meter.
“OMFG,” said the leader, “but we don’t need you, you noob!
Next to our druid and our shammy, you heal like a boob!”

And so our priest decided to go back to the battleground,
Surely horde will be happy that there’s healing around.
The BG just started and a red arrow appeared over his head,
Over the next three seconds he was silenced – then dead.

No matter where he was – in a bush, or on a roof or hill,
The enemy headed straight for him sensing an easy kill.
Facing three opponents he then psychic screamed,
But they immediately trinketed and our priest got creamed.

On the other side of the field, healing was done by a pally,
My teammates headed straight for him – they did not dally.
I was sure he’d die quick – such must be a healer’s fate,
But little did I know that paladin’s could wear plate.

The first of us that reached the pally was met with a stun,
He was still stunned when he died, my goodness, what fun!
We finally thought we had him ‘til out popped a bubble,
More of us died from the pally’s allies and we were in trouble.

If you read this far – thanks, and there’s a moral to this story,
Please heed my advice ‘cause if you don’t, you’ll be sorry.
If you want to be a good healer please don’t roll a priest,
Because among healing classes, we are surely the least.