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。
2 l1 h' O" m& TWhen 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.

$ i$ T9 d* J- n32.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。
7 Z! P3 S6 E7 U! \  sLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

8 \* G( F, E2 w1 V# F33.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。
7 q: U. G5 F5 BWoman, 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。　　　　
) d, v7 J+ x- S; _" x8 e) F8 h" w) j它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
/ W" U1 F3 K# fOne 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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& n; g% C$ z- S) E$ l% k. t% f35.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。
4 q4 s6 B  s& BThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

. M. T4 Y# p7 y* D" I36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
- D/ v9 X* E# J/ l! {7 V: D& hBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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: t7 ^9 ~+ m0 Z& b+ ^; [2 M+ K% e, Z37.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.
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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 Z6 z" }+ p# ~$ d; v& ?! C: EGaps 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。
- m/ n/ \! V: H, W) Z. W. S出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
2 s+ ]5 ^8 d# u+ O2 HThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come 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.
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。
+ d1 }1 H. x% h. vGod'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，
, s6 W- {# t  _$ x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.
& c8 e: I1 c* J: o* |5 i& `0 g* K) wI 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？”
+ [$ {% l- s( {% g8 }* b3 s9 ^瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
+ ]! u: a$ @4 ~! _2 I" v3 Z) C% J. JWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
6 Z5 T/ W2 Y; d% R9 L4 a+ [I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

! B, d$ ^7 _. G) Q# X( t44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

. t& U) o4 F. a% W4 F. G+ D45.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.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
5 Q2 g& A3 b+ }居中的却远而避之。
( J2 {% I* d8 h9 RThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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: p* |5 U6 G3 G2 w47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
6 ^# B% t: |1 W2 jThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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7 X! K/ z. {- A48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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. z4 \1 j- j4 x4 t7 Y$ s0 u49.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.

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。”
# }& k5 |+ D' L8 Y5 j. i! a3 uThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
" y# _8 v6 `- k; n  W: {* dchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

" a4 O& `! W: ?51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
) J* ~4 d3 o! b- K8 hThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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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。
- o* H& _% w& b% ?/ C' HLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
% P& |3 j4 d$ g" GI 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。”
- }9 t6 R, z" b1 s- z0 a0 Q天上的星不回答它。
) ?" f& b6 }4 V( V5 j: P  C' vThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
: m  G+ L) v+ [( f3 t' j) ]firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

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。
7 c% t0 O- q* A* dIn 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。
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
! g# X  {# m. \8 `. DI 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。
, p8 b! _' e: _The 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。
The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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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？
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?
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/ _" g: Z. f( R. L% @) G6 p$ A59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
4 L/ Z4 q2 P4 M( t1 F/ h2 YThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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- d$ r" K  ~& K60.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
6 j$ \. p1 X) Mfilled 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
* p9 ?# u: d5 W4 S& ?5 o. F1 z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