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。
( C; I( ^4 j, ?& V2 c4 C# GWhen 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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! y: Z2 @$ ~5 |& A& q32.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.

3 [8 G" v$ O% \9 l! x6 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。
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。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
$ E. F) c' a- ^2 k( ~% NOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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! M+ {( W& h" N8 r' k0 K35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
0 `1 \" o( w3 A# @: S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.
$ \. T) M" p; Y/ a* S% O6 fSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

5 `& p% p' y7 w2 o) _+ t- W# y# S36.我有群星在天上，
, K6 i" W! k" ~( \' A' I9 }但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
2 V6 R/ i7 i$ i- G- z- V( g7 XI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

+ b: m: i  @  Z) j# d- G8 I37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
- }* ^6 o  D8 e& A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。
2 C3 d, e6 U8 S! Z# EGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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! H) F! N5 G. o" \% U) n) y" b39.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。
8 _! D* z6 D. k, F7 ^! t1 FThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

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.
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.

" {) _" x4 z. S1 g41.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。
5 P3 h7 N4 n# [: x, \# c" X+ \God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

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.

43.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.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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# Y# R9 j' n  K9 ~+ Y44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
* d, q5 r( C4 y: |1 m) d$ [By 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。
; j0 o  L- p+ k  W* ]) oSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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6 J; G( z0 @% z' V46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
! i8 g# n4 h. `3 sThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
9 q) a$ |# n7 r/ ZThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power 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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

( j8 y! N  s" I* N; b/ Y/ w50.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
8 ^! Q9 G* p% `- B( bchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
4 _8 ]$ Z2 c/ M' kThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

* Y% l' H, x* V% ]2 ~0 J2 _$ P5 T52.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,
* n5 ~1 k& L+ hI 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。”
; O! {  L  }' j天上的星不回答它。
: D, l! U: g3 F- }& ZThe 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.
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55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
( u# T* i! O+ o" L  T$ c" a, S% Y我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
; r! Z0 t+ h  m6 y& f' @$ RI hear the voice of their wings.

: e! b' v, T: R8 \4 D9 R& r56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
! ?5 i$ w: {4 o4 s7 c' F3 Q; AThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
8 z4 R2 _2 j1 o/ X+ iThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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7 R  |+ v5 |' y, b58.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？
9 N/ N4 _4 S& `1 iThat 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。
( R$ C6 c/ ]' z9 W+ AThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

, g0 u3 a- t# _3 j# [# ~60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
" W. g7 N( H3 N1 SI 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
! N+ t) W6 c3 m2 R9 o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