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。
- C5 L. N; v% N" E5 ?+ G1 vWhen 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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* ?% s2 ]. _* O. {0 T# y32.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.

  j6 u9 d6 I; X; j: C5 `( r, p33.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.

4 F7 N# n3 j# F, Q3 j4 t& L34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
) \+ @& l. c6 l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.

: O4 a8 h4 U* c* r4 z1 [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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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2 r, b* p" o0 {36.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.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
1 E6 \2 V; _. y7 R/ {& t用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
# D8 i7 ~9 ~3 j, K. KWash 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。
% [9 a0 o; L. oGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

5 A" g/ q0 U) H; @$ D3 G39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
6 f6 f6 X, m6 A4 o8 c! S5 H4 p8 A/ E出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
+ g" A* Y/ w; w# GCome 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.
, s0 Q# K/ B2 Q+ [) L6 N& t( DMy 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" Y, f3 a; H* [4 k41.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。
  ]9 R" D9 {5 x# E& n8 iGod'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，
  `* K" D% m' k. s5 G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.
0 [9 z; c+ B( n1 vI 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？”
. E/ z6 v# ~+ Q, {' C+ }: n+ Q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.
/ q9 f7 ^8 ]! [I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.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.

45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
0 U: B. F3 E8 w; ]$ z. x- ]7 h3 NSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

; S/ M! n4 O* ~7 F- o0 H& ]) m. q46.大的不怕与小的同游。
# |1 `2 M' `$ c! z+ Y居中的却远而避之。
7 b0 M3 D, [% `, Y+ a3 I) }) r0 vThe 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。
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

2 w* M; Z% D: {; U& O- M8 x' J48.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.
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2 o# f, }- c! ^1 x50.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。”
) M0 k  `2 x- V% s& fThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
, V  T! M. p& UThe 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。
Love! 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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- F  R% M/ g- t: I5 S3 ~) p" A53.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。
! M% h2 j8 e6 x+ g/ rThe 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。
" b/ P, }0 v8 E2 NIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
# u% [3 g1 W0 R; bthe nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
" ^6 G4 ?+ x( `: `! f: U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.

9 q1 V  v: q# i3 J/ b# m56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
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。
2 s6 i( x  |! ?! n- x3 G5 GThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

+ K' p& Z: N; s58.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？
7 J# s" P1 [# j7 j( n7 ]  mThat 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。
/ t$ \# H" b  f, r& Y, cThought 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。
I 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
0 p  ~3 q% C5 T2 ^4 \2 k# b0 z“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