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
) p! b0 P5 P0 }8 t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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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.

* `) a8 i7 i* V6 J33.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.

5 u  t& z$ t+ J5 t34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
0 B# N9 I/ I1 x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.

1 x3 J1 [1 f6 g5 c, O4 D/ d35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
0 u4 s- f. P; M: K9 n/ I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.
) H) ]% q# q/ CSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

, i. B1 R4 p( f- L9 U. [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.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

( Z/ P. U# h+ q! V1 [8 L37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
: j9 H7 t' }' I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.

6 D  o6 H; [% D38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
Gaps 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。
+ @, w* A* j$ b) n( d/ z! y5 ]$ HThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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9 L/ P+ _* _; E; U% g40.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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  V: d0 p: W5 R% W5 Q6 Q4 {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。
0 ^0 Z; A2 t. o/ _& RGod'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。
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.
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43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
, w* ^' p2 G  \$ Y, u1 K+ T( A瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
7 U2 T% z7 c, HWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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  L3 s! K% k* q6 G2 X44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
) }* j  p8 @. v# l! r( NBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
3 @) ~1 L1 p! V5 XSilence 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。
" H$ v8 x3 q% z# W居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

/ ]8 I; T3 j6 t& ?* J' n, p47.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.

48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
7 K" o! j' M/ R* C0 B5 r+ Z' |Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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6 R" y$ v# B: d! _7 u49.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。
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
. O0 J, {, @$ kchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

% P+ q3 ?8 [- @3 S: z5 U; @* T51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
! M/ a& S, \( m+ m2 J1 \% f! gThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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: [/ R! C3 {  I* K: X+ X0 v52.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。
- m  Q+ G. v/ B& WLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

/ D& @$ ^% }: C2 W" ]" \) g53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
2 Z' X' Z- M4 i9 S) @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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54.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
7 @) j3 C0 {% p, Nthe nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
" v3 S5 _7 i* I$ Z0 U* {( l9 x: b我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
9 u9 _/ s# [6 L0 t$ HThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
7 t$ ~9 L4 |: K. t" II 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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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, \  I% \' g+ e% p% D57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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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？
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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- R6 K0 p( t5 Q2 J59.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.

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
& ?. m# E  @$ K: n“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