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。
' k6 o( J& b7 |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.

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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

3 M1 ~# R. c& x, H) R" O5 Q33.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。
9 d, k$ z0 i  \+ E. |. XWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

8 t/ {) Y. ~$ F9 M1 S34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
/ l8 E7 X* t" ?* ]/ ]- zIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
7 Y' c$ @3 g- b; b3 ^2 N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.

36.我有群星在天上，
( G1 s! B; h( E; M; n但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
! W% j$ ^: |' Z* y( HI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

5 h; ?, P  ~' P37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
$ B- x* s/ R& O. p& h用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
! f1 f/ u7 o( ~8 q1 Q1 `& r- j" TThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
" }( w$ [( W) {2 Z. j# W  j0 EWash 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。
Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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/ q9 m2 v1 A  U39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
- Q2 |* i3 F3 l2 X* m出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
) x9 @& {2 ^& P0 ^. U0 ~7 GThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
2 ?' g* l3 H5 _3 h. J$ uCome 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。
. K! ^0 i' x3 w; s# P* xGod'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。
8 R* A2 @* l$ nThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
- m3 _% G# M5 Q. J) N6 o' ZI 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。”
# K7 Z" a6 I8 f/ @  m: P$ ZWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
. q9 d3 z! ?4 |2 c- MI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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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.
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6 {1 A( p0 H6 H6 D( {, D2 U1 O: k45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
% t) K: C- G8 C6 ?2 a& f' [Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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. f; }/ r0 H8 I2 e' Y46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
1 \: o- d8 M7 z5 V2 H5 k: C' l# TThe 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。
& O$ _( O) i( R' ?1 r+ f% Z7 o, x. ?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。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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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 F8 Y( C3 H" JWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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* `6 H' Z) k  Q% p50.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
4 k' V  _8 H& z% o+ Y& pchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
+ w- ~% B7 K. s& ~The 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。
3 j1 h0 E2 e# e. ], GLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
  ?( d$ G" n/ N. F  ^; C: a$ OI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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  c, V2 ?0 P4 p3 ?1 h7 [' D+ \8 c53.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' |0 v6 L: G1 ^1 h" q3 \天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
; s0 f2 j, _  P) {4 U5 {firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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1 l5 G' z& D" _$ J6 E! f54.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
" B# D6 {9 @& m; Dthe 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。
9 ^  e4 ?5 ^2 \' oThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
% |1 @/ P* V6 A  \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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

% [. F5 X6 B( _57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
* k  x# ^) ^4 |The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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？
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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59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
0 r7 ~' e- V. V# d1 f; VThought 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
7 b+ M7 Y5 v# x“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