泰戈尔诗7

llhn123456

３１.当我到这里那里旅行着时，路呀，我厌倦你了；当是现在，当你引导我到
4 `" g1 Y9 k7 B3 d# Q各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
/ q. C, _, A9 aWhen I travelled to here and to there, I was tired of thee, O Road,but now when thou leadest me to everywhere I am wedded to thee in love.

) {7 q8 ^8 b7 h. ~32.让我设想，在群星之中，有一颗星是指导着我的生命通过不可知的黑暗的。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

. D' V' `$ N1 \3 W: p* f1 m3 \" _33.妇人，你用了你美丽的手指，触着我的什物，秩序便如音乐似的生出来了。
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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3 V. _+ c, r5 c& p! K34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
# D$ r, z, m0 a; n- WSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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; R# [8 b4 J2 a0 `  B36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
8 A% ]* W' K9 W3 OBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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' F9 L3 g2 T2 _" [. l1 y37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
& c7 v/ ?. p6 c* e  w: l用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

, Q" t$ f5 X- s2 _38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
; }' ~4 z- r2 t+ U7 U" s8 ]Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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# U3 j4 B. {9 f9 z; A% E( v39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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  f6 g$ c1 ]+ M1 n% K& R40.我的思想随着这些闪耀的绿叶而闪耀；我的心灵因了这日光的抚触而歌唱；我的生命因为偕了万物一同浮泛在空间的蔚蓝，时间的墨黑而感到欢快.
My thoughts shimmer with these shimmering leaves and my heart sings with the touch of this sunlight; my life is glad to be floating with all things into the blue of space, into the dark of time.
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41.神的巨大的威权是在柔和的微（风思）里，而不在狂风暴雨之中。
6 g) Z$ x# ^' ^% L) uGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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2 r7 j0 R9 Y: U42.在梦中，一切事都散漫着，都压着我，但这不过是一个梦呀。但我醒来时，
# k* i- u7 _5 A7 m我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
6 `& M  |2 F7 k% F/ Z- O+ O  l9 wThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
* p3 ^# V( z( Z. E/ r; a  Q% N8 RI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
& y! b! u4 F' D: p0 a6 h4 n瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
7 h' h) G5 W3 X; ~8 uWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
, F1 v; A2 V3 p% t0 ]I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
) G0 ]8 d0 E8 I' lSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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: W. K4 C$ r$ l* h& K46.大的不怕与小的同游。
1 D( \  L3 Z+ o( S- L居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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1 @3 ^$ r9 }- S48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
; c# [* M# A# N3 yPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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$ w. r, x5 ^3 M3 [- e49.当我们以我们的充实为乐时，那末，我们便能很快乐地跟我们的果实分手了。
" p% u% O+ F* b) r% {When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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50.雨点吻着大地，微语道：“我们是你的思家的孩子，母亲，现在从天上回到你这里来了。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
* C+ l3 v7 T2 Hchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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8 r6 X8 a+ N* a51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

/ j6 A1 L/ g+ U/ k2 `1 Y" E$ `52.爱情呀，当你手里拿着点亮了的痛苦之灯走来时，我能够看见你的脸，而且以你为幸福。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
0 {2 A7 A6 [6 ~! k. h; ZI can see your face and know you as bliss.

53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
; o# n9 E) b# {  r5 I天上的星不回答它。
& P5 i% `2 y* H0 ~- j1 LThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
/ c" P2 f6 J$ n9 M* Ifirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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; V0 T5 v6 v( y% k" {6 T# W54.在黄昏的微光里，有那清晨的鸟儿来到了我的沉默的鸟巢里。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
7 u0 B6 \! w9 NThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
3 H. u' A' h# L9 FI hear the voice of their wings.
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# m2 q3 B3 u8 I# `56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
& B1 T5 p0 `; \* n3 c7 h1 sThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
7 f3 d6 X, V+ f. T5 u$ xThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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58.压迫着我的，到底是我的想要外出的灵魂呢，还是那世界的灵魂，敲着我心的门，想要进来呢？
3 q# K. }( g7 I6 ?) JThat which oppresses me, is it my soul trying to come out in the open,or the soul of the world knocking at my heart for its entrance?
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; W4 [( ]: M5 x  {# b59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
8 L/ d2 A' L- _6 G" t+ k3 X1 I, ?) i' XI have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
' I- @4 n: N, r( p3 |7 sfilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
; G# O, `) U9 H3 _$ A, n! Y* u  ]$ c很喜欢泰戈尔的散文诗。

t192424

说到泰戈尔，你要把他的那篇“萤火虫”带来才好

t192424

你对谁，也不负债蒙恩……的那首