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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
" P" c! G4 F0 ~" u0 k- S: J+ s各处去时我便爱上你,与你结婚了。 3 ?% \7 M$ |9 N# W
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. 8 ^; Z! B+ H6 n& f! u" V6 P8 Q
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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。
/ ~* h* \$ |/ q" Z; Q" d4 YLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown. ( X- E& W7 f p9 G: d" h
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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。
5 S$ b: }6 Y+ h8 r7 R. SWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music. 4 c2 O& c" b1 R
$ G3 Q! i, s; c+ ~34.一个忧郁的声音,筑巢于逝水似的年华中。
' Y6 p8 m. D: R* Z/ `/ a2 Y& o它在夜里向我唱道:“我爱你。”
' i+ } ?5 F3 vOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
3 k0 M* U4 g2 T3 U VIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you. 5 ~2 e3 D" P" I3 l' e/ C% L
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35.燃着的火,以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
# `. ?& `$ {' B5 Y把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。 7 h0 q, ]( c* z: v F& ~5 w% F( r
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow. . J$ O7 ]* E7 R9 x% @8 c
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上,
/ Y1 g8 T* J- r) Q: P: c但是,唉,我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
7 C ]- [. S3 Q# B' C$ s/ gI have my stars in the sky.
8 ]9 ^ Y- Z3 }& CBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house. f: P7 L: ]; }
% |& ^8 Q3 y3 Z5 V$ |( A1 i! Y' _, r37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
6 x) L/ a' n1 A2 J用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
2 `* p, _7 G! U4 F4 kThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
* s4 O4 Z4 v8 L! RWash thy soul with silence. . H2 W: u+ @* C. d
" \8 I5 S, {; P& _2 T, |6 n# ~% ]8 b38.生命里留了许多罅隙,从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
# ?7 e* c) C% g1 R j% QGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
, S( o1 r/ f0 B% b/ A0 n出来吧,我的心,带着你的爱去与它相会。
) g3 y T% t& k% F& }: x$ RThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning. 6 {3 Y* X, x6 G! `
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it. I& M0 }( [! a+ C- s7 `
) n% N8 _' t4 r- C% j40.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. 4 d w; B% L t
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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$ k& _! O1 ?; T# x41.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。
1 p7 h% B4 Y% _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, ! s( r& v6 g" O7 I7 }
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里,我也便将自由了。
4 @. y0 \8 {. x0 ?8 S! UThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
a5 k$ |8 i" Q- L5 yI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free. 0 a# k V! S; j" n% Y: Y
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43.落日问道:“有谁继续我的职务呢?”
# w, y/ I) y2 P9 J; u瓦灯说道:“我要尽我所能地做去,我的主人。” ' n# ~" }0 K0 c- P g" d" [
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
7 x: k2 [* \# L- [6 k+ wI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp. % f4 B9 p4 |; A8 _2 a) q1 S
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44.采着花瓣时,得不到花的美丽。 8 {( {6 \) o' `
By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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2 o* F' W' k/ X2 o/ b; l9 \45.沉默蕴蓄着语声,正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
: W3 @0 [+ H# |4 uSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds. , \& X5 T _. F& h) X! Q- P. h& Y5 ?
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。 ( N9 i5 n1 y. d. q4 }' N. y
居中的却远而避之。
% K F1 E. h2 P K7 f+ lThe 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。 & v7 x- y+ C5 W f5 |! @& u
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks. . F& N& d6 i( ~0 P; Q/ f( U3 y7 X3 K
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48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
$ [0 A1 ?) V' N+ ~, F1 rPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims. 1 E: d6 `! \9 e; Q9 x$ X0 [& m
) B: _! }) Z; n) z6 V( [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。 2 y0 ?& g' h G& }
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。”
3 w8 ]/ J% J0 }/ A9 v' ]The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick ) r+ p, h, b' U4 K% [
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5 S# d" y. q [# E# s51.蛛网好象要捉露点,却捉住了苍蝇。
& m) ^9 d0 P0 S9 eThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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3 K- [4 F$ D5 h) S) s# |9 d52.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 ~) x. O, X& Z# @3 ~9 t6 W4 W
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
) }% |% S9 `- ^: \" g. b- o4 w, iI can see your face and know you as bliss. 4 g7 F7 }- {9 b
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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。”
+ Q6 P: b% m( ^0 r6 ~2 C r天上的星不回答它。
7 p; R2 [/ y0 ?# [! ]: p" t3 zThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
: A g% r9 p/ Kfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer. : B( v, w2 U* b- n) N. c7 M* |
: `9 F7 N1 S" p( R$ L54.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。 ; Z' {7 p2 Q" P; z
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
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55.思想掠过我的心上,如一群野鸭飞过天空。
4 l# C4 L! m" W8 p/ \ u& _2 H/ e我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
5 t3 p2 m+ C' q3 h5 h' A4 MThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
" E- j5 r* }; M, R/ zI hear the voice of their wings. 8 u. D! B7 k$ ]5 _$ W: r
, v+ `/ k0 l& Z9 u1 k" B56.沟洫总喜欢想:河流的存在,是专为它供给水流的。
1 M4 C1 _' N4 ?* V: `The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water. ^/ h+ U' a A. P" J
# K9 }; e, g' P& U57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻,而要求歌声做报酬。
+ Q% e7 m' x& M F d4 vThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return / D) s" w8 ^5 g# j2 _4 K& Q
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? / i* Z( @1 v9 k& p# p
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% r! `: Q% {% F+ d
4 U# x# g/ D5 Y59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
' N) T9 G8 u9 s9 iThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中,它盛满了爱了。 / E4 D8 J! {4 h# C1 y
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