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.

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。
4 E; g6 t% y* ^& ^9 _4 t$ x/ SLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

% p, J2 T* h. q3 ]3 I33.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。
9 R+ i: N8 g7 x" O  e0 ]0 pWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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9 Z7 _4 k, Z6 Q' Y& ~- d* ?. y34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
' g# n, }; C! L4 y! yOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It 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。
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.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
% V" p+ p0 \9 [) L( B. yI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
: ]$ c) }* U- m, g/ W0 A, kWash thy soul with silence.
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1 g6 P( ~) W0 Z38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
( P0 f: Y# V: ^Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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! q; o2 |$ h$ m39.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。
* |6 v2 p5 \  E' X6 yThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
' h  |7 A* Q2 p  U$ CCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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40.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.
2 I0 I( p1 D& `4 Q; ~. D  OMy 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.

" }/ ?6 z$ b6 A, a8 x' k: Q3 D41.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.

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。
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

! K/ G, K" }/ S+ Y- a" \" C43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
: Z( Q" o1 D4 V& t0 l6 ~. Y6 EWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

. X. q  W1 {! q0 \+ g, }$ `$ n3 M44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
$ [- C# Q: S0 X8 d- _: n) PBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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$ M5 N6 R& I, ~0 M* B, G# v45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
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。
5 l, h: }: k5 @# A5 v5 A& z" NThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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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。
6 V' P1 E7 o5 ~$ n' D; m/ ~) GWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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( W$ ?7 h5 O4 s) p: r$ i50.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
6 x. g' b, G- p! @; ]3 i, pchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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8 M$ d# V! L4 D+ v! G# b4 u51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

  D6 Q( _9 B' F8 X" h52.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。
0 u7 w5 H% {" O+ pLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
* }5 J! ]' }3 F0 tI 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。”
+ n/ U/ W, F2 l! ?4 u0 I: R天上的星不回答它。
' v; Z, t- h+ j, o8 |1 I! ^! NThe 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& v0 S4 ]" _+ s$ m& o6 i54.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。
& l2 R* g. p  j6 d0 D+ [) F5 YIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
1 `: k0 O' p+ G( t( f2 ythe nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
) g2 \; q% ~: l! z0 Y9 Z* E& b我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
& z1 T# \' X, L8 T6 |$ pThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
. o  {. p! Q& t: r! d4 J5 vI 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。
# O' ~+ q/ v8 ~The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
9 G8 g0 E# X/ L3 `, z' B$ P" r, EThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

  x5 W0 l0 q5 a7 G% k% o# J58.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？
8 W+ J+ M+ c- {! \6 h4 `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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- J; `& B# a! W) T8 }0 X59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
5 ?& W4 R7 v2 WThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

4 }9 {- I& I6 H; M! X! b9 K60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
  t7 M0 ?- T6 ^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
# ^6 M; y" s# k  E“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