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
各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
When 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.
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( R- ?6 U$ E0 K- T& B0 |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.

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。
+ k$ l9 Y6 h& oWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
/ M3 M& T% C7 `4 q  r8 }6 O3 E& p! ?One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
! h/ d3 e0 i* i4 n4 }4 ]3 uIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
8 g& m* Y9 z' n" f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.
% Z& y% C) Z7 p/ H( NSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.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.
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% B- }, Y; Q& S( P. Z3 l4 E  x37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
' w+ S/ _3 Q2 ~  Z" S! E* EThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
% M* }. y5 F5 Q! ~' kWash thy soul with silence.

* [0 P+ }5 E, J1 z# t+ H' @38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
, }5 f& ~& j1 s1 F3 y. b5 J. X/ hGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

39.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.
- ~2 u* m, C1 o! w& L$ UCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

0 c& o5 z- W7 Z( c* q/ k5 m' {- y40.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.
0 M! R" S/ d" nMy 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。
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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42.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，
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
( y# a, [4 i  v7 p, T$ ?5 y9 DThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
1 D- I: @: d% t! ]6 ^6 y0 C2 u' VI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
& j  d1 l3 V. P1 y瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
8 f( y  r$ l6 J  h* L- G$ q' q  x, fWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

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。
7 b' b, a, x# X( vSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
3 b: j4 ~- F4 q居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
9 H% A* T1 D6 I# GThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

/ C. a" G: l; P* g48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

6 f1 n- k2 I9 ^49.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。
- R) \' {  O1 j8 }' ~When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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: t, ]+ G, ~( q" U$ Y+ S50.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。”
: I5 t2 R5 E4 s# xThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
4 }- J# W. \3 ~2 U' x2 \  q! z9 zchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

1 R( P' a% y' B+ S, A7 e51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
/ g' q7 _! g5 |  A& a& Q+ d6 JThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

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。
/ h; b4 \& a  jLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
+ v: X# e3 |# ?# J: Z2 II can see your face and know you as bliss.
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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。”
% M0 T$ u' `  @2 w" |1 K5 i天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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* X  e" v) x0 `5 e" b! C! w2 R54.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.

& H! e/ L6 p: e4 _; `/ a7 w55.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。
/ e% {( J3 z( w  m5 e/ P( WThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
  Y2 P) T+ E+ |5 \- `, _3 u$ dThe 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。
5 t" h# C) h# G/ l/ oThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

" z2 s) N& c- k: a, A+ P9 u# Q58.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？
That 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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( N' D% X, R; K% G59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
$ p1 R/ \3 ]: j# ~- F# _Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
filled 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
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