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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
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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。 2 Q5 v2 L: C' E2 G
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown. $ s! X$ ]1 a9 ~6 A
- h- X W8 r; ~* z33.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。 5 f2 G$ a- _, e# N) \0 ]
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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34.一个忧郁的声音,筑巢于逝水似的年华中。 : t% k5 ^1 q4 r" J
它在夜里向我唱道:“我爱你。”
+ f/ H ]" F9 A# Y- k9 GOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years. # ?/ }/ @7 b# X& ?
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。
, J0 I; O" t. m0 m. N把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
1 D2 A2 s; e* K4 o/ E' H1 gThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow. & Y+ a7 u& F" F+ D- [! ^
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上, " M; u. x. v$ s* g; {) p9 K
但是,唉,我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。 / Z1 D' A' O5 W1 l) M
I have my stars in the sky. 8 U9 {3 K1 n- ~: |1 K, t
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house. - }# H6 ?' \3 A' q$ f7 k: D; Y
/ P \! P( I# U8 U8 t37.死文字的尘土沾着你。 ' k. A/ S8 V* i% Z3 ~
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。 , T7 f+ r8 b b4 R( \+ v; t
The dust of the dead words clings to thee. " e" x4 w; y m2 Q6 Q+ x: D
Wash thy soul with silence.
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38.生命里留了许多罅隙,从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
3 _- s8 F) _5 `2 z2 CGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death. 0 d. F4 h: z3 ]/ d% M
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+ X2 F9 n; b0 d: H1 I7 B& o出来吧,我的心,带着你的爱去与它相会。
- z/ ?+ w( K9 {2 M6 G. nThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning. / Y; S4 H c) z6 o
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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3 B0 X7 r3 Q2 j. C! v) r S40.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.
% Q/ p+ l b. [5 D8 `( |" W0 SMy 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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4 y7 e. n3 N& Z$ ^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。 7 T `% t1 b& k# K# @; \
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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; C3 u2 e5 ]- X42.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,
5 o2 w1 B4 ]. c/ d' z0 d我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里,我也便将自由了。
, A% b6 l2 j' Y5 |7 rThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
: T1 F4 p) [2 A/ @7 m, UI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free. , s6 J: e. p. e: w; z, X9 |
: Z* H' ]) ]3 n7 ]. n; Z- P. X43.落日问道:“有谁继续我的职务呢?” " C: O2 y; ~4 {
瓦灯说道:“我要尽我所能地做去,我的主人。”
0 N" m$ ^* \5 A# \! P$ jWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun. 8 R6 b, h2 R: G$ I1 u
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。
* F8 v5 a# T4 a/ Y, ^% l hBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower. & N, a. v6 \, C
9 I: F `. F, m) J0 X45.沉默蕴蓄着语声,正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
2 f" p! ?: s7 T( GSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds. 5 d: z' [1 M" C' j2 t) {
, S7 w. e6 c) L9 T: A7 N1 F3 M46.大的不怕与小的同游。 $ Q* k b. Z5 q/ R* O$ A6 V
居中的却远而避之。
! ?$ S! c0 c, H# b1 t7 L, Y" ~The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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1 _# v& A( ?1 m7 l! f- o" ~) S47.夜秘密地把花开放了,却让白日去领受谢词。
7 D* S2 j/ L; f! |The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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" ^( I, B# H6 U48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
! }3 n L1 D1 o9 a" QPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims. & _- d- L7 h) }8 n! M
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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。
8 z9 {1 `) m1 h0 D) \7 r0 JWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy. 8 a+ {; s# B6 P* W$ L% I% ? v
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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。” $ h. `& W. w" Q' q) \
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children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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51.蛛网好象要捉露点,却捉住了苍蝇。 + @ s: t/ B6 k( [4 T4 R
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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- b% w7 S2 r! Q4 \7 g52.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。 ) y: H7 g* h( ~' P- L0 }3 v
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
2 p( a* w9 G# t9 FI can see your face and know you as bliss. 5 [9 l7 H u1 o& \9 i
6 H, U- J! M2 r g) X53.萤火对天上的星说道:“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
$ u& Q0 a. M! C& y X' t/ F; Q天上的星不回答它。
" h% ^/ Y5 o% K9 n7 ZThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the " M# d' r9 T6 l- k
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。 * r# W7 `+ F. T6 g8 k1 X; u
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to * Y$ @+ \1 n; B: H9 n+ M
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55.思想掠过我的心上,如一群野鸭飞过天空。 0 \: H5 s1 i& r
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Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky. ! s7 I1 f! a' Z# N0 F) D6 z: s
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56.沟洫总喜欢想:河流的存在,是专为它供给水流的。 ( C: D* d% z4 p/ ~1 b3 ?6 I
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。
: Y1 z7 }* O# J" M- g+ QThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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. R3 G6 [; k; X3 B8 n. z& D58.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? 1 ^8 N. A5 |% j; v7 E5 `4 |
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? ( j, S# U3 N& n' N9 H& V# u
: g- j6 {( [, C9 X59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。 & Z0 s( L5 T9 o" h- @: _
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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" V6 h6 x- ?) z: H) J1 Z60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中,它盛满了爱了。
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