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。
, G' I( o8 n1 i9 jWhen 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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9 I3 e% r5 m6 B$ _6 K+ L32.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.
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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。
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。　　　　
. U- x1 C9 ?, ?3 J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.

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。
6 w% \" b9 s: o7 W; FThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
" p" y9 f4 H, @; \9 |Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

2 H6 S7 S* Q$ O" x: f36.我有群星在天上，
6 }; @& d7 S- q$ y. o4 H& C1 z* h/ |! v2 H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.
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2 F" s5 {: \5 f) I! Z. G37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
3 A; V. E% I( h* |2 CThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
4 \4 `) n+ R. Q) Q3 B/ p1 \6 n( BWash 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。
- L5 k' ^! p& y) p  d* c* _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。
( v) O, w. ]& LThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
8 E( y: e+ _0 Z' ?2 i1 \# }+ zCome 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.
) O" h# k5 X9 C( C, ~* W* ]" |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.

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。
. h3 k! ?9 ]8 ?( s8 `! y1 NGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

; g. B' d6 X: [0 G; N$ [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.
  d& N! `2 R1 {& c! h5 y/ bI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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& c4 _& D6 J& M" O* _/ g; j43.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。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
$ K: D+ n: h3 pI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
' ~/ [# F6 z2 c( l! dBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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- r' {' V- Y& [45.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.

5 D, J# \6 O# H) Y46.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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2 l6 Z* X* j( L( m) M' x2 S47.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。
' r& B3 a' m; R7 l5 z0 X+ i5 L) G0 NPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

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。
0 X7 _, b& b- E6 RWhen 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
& {  w) J- g2 o$ N$ G8 @, Ochildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

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。
0 e8 {* I1 H* D! Z. O# fLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.
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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。”
天上的星不回答它。
; s# q: E! b% CThe 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
the nest of my silence.

3 `, D* O, @. x# E5 B% C# X& S55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
5 Y% H1 A" B2 v3 G6 I我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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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。
' }; o! Y. I( ~6 QThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

7 q9 O  s  E' Y) u% Z2 J57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
" b+ @# P5 S+ k  vThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

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？
) x5 k( {5 l& G' |' j# KThat 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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59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
% Z7 u: ?9 A! vThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

( a; J" }1 _: t# u# ?60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
  K$ Y  s/ w6 {* _1 cI 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
! l& J% ^3 W3 v" f8 G& S+ C$ V“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