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.
$ b2 c# A4 q8 O$ Y  e# 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。
+ U2 u6 o# o  A3 W* mLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
* E( L: D2 [% W& V) t
0 [& h! _+ H9 `5 r) Z6 H. Q33.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.

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。”
+ ~2 C! g0 L) k+ L1 A7 w9 DOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
# ~# Z! {2 E4 h/ lIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
) d0 W& w6 n; ]. f% ^7 Q. Z
$ F; v0 e! B3 J7 S. V35.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.

. H. a) F+ `8 y" ]. X/ W' ^" V* b36.我有群星在天上，
& K  y4 w1 n7 t) N+ _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.
8 f. E0 O. |/ N- m
! t! s" d; Z. j. V2 b4 N1 w37.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.
Wash thy soul with silence.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
8 E; L# N, v, x6 K1 BGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
: Y; t8 {, t  K. A, n2 \+ s
2 T, a* F, ]3 D" W, _39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
  j. C0 \) Z* B1 h+ P% m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.
4 L, ?( s3 j; X6 Z4 X7 R- U
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.
7 }& }4 n8 k- [# T4 T! B' dMy 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.
+ s& ^( H7 U5 @3 i) {
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.
3 D# C  {  b0 e+ F8 j
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，
0 S7 }5 D. z) f9 o0 ?% X' V% n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.
3 A9 b2 L" V; ^% UI 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, z0 P- p1 f) x- a瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
! E9 K) J* g! o6 i2 v) DWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
0 I  d+ I7 T' p8 |  A8 N' X
44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
/ h' v6 h, S3 P7 t$ I* K* u; hBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
  }$ z! q- V3 H5 v# K
5 ^, O" \6 ^* `1 _' m0 T45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
. B1 d) F! \8 p! }! RSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

3 ~/ B! G6 N2 {* h4 r46.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.

% X  [. v' }+ r1 a6 |5 E9 J" }) m47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
8 x7 }  r0 d3 CThe 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。
9 \+ A/ i8 U1 l! {5 S( [+ z0 sPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
( Q* w3 {3 w( R) `
2 }/ h  Z: z9 G/ M9 Z49.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。
- j! K, p: j" A/ l- h1 t7 d! uWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
8 F7 z2 s' b2 w- c- L
' d* b/ g7 F* b50.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。”
7 f) ~7 C% b4 @) Z& }! DThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
# I: [+ y" S5 V. xchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
$ X* w( \* ~/ d
+ v5 l- |% L$ C51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
+ {9 _+ m8 V( S+ t  uThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
4 w" i1 S. V5 D8 [- ]) S, R$ [! p
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,
* y! X9 T1 F) J, V2 T! b: H5 SI can see your face and know you as bliss.

, x! @' _8 x+ `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。”
8 W" ^: }5 n, b% L' f天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
( h# [4 w2 R6 z: L* q' m2 m& cfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

7 _( i8 ^( B5 z- h8 G1 B/ n: o" C9 y54.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。
9 f$ c$ c/ ~+ N& Q  K( x" eIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
  d2 l" \* p: T
8 Y. F: M% W, t0 a6 W' r7 B55.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。
! _$ V% q# h6 i$ DThoughts 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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
! Z* j+ i) k) l$ M
57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
  A- |8 k# j0 j$ k* hThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
- ^: Y! ~9 J" Z( r& n' `in songs.
' U9 [, x( u. O
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?
+ u: T9 o8 ], F6 t2 o
( d5 J  p" g+ f& i0 l5 b* V- B8 R59.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.

4 m& {; y% b" q; r4 m# {0 I3 W; d$ m60.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
' l6 [  c, a* Z8 v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