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。
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.
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) c& `/ h: p+ J# w6 D33.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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: _2 @  t2 [- y% h; ~2 _9 [" ?# n34.一个忧郁的声音，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.
It 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。
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.
$ \8 \. p. H; d* Q" hSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

3 L# Z% y% {5 B% s$ L* x+ W36.我有群星在天上，
$ j4 u; D  ]  Z6 t; |3 y但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
6 L2 k5 f2 A; w7 `I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

  u( v% B1 U% H/ [37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
8 g# z% ^- A* s& x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。
. w* i8 Q9 [8 h" N& B' MGaps 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。
% g( j6 u( u: O2 P8 t7 D' |出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
5 C5 k6 o4 M5 P$ JThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
+ S, v  ~8 }+ A- N: G( q0 n* uCome 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.
7 _3 v7 O9 p6 T" CMy 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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& `5 _  H( M+ p& R2 [1 W6 _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。
& V; l6 |( y, E& M  DGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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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.
/ y$ c# S; m: @. 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？”
% G% F3 i2 z7 j3 o- ?( H瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
% g: o$ Y- c- q1 ]. E' S" N$ NWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
1 x* f2 P$ _1 S9 n7 XI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

+ e/ M7 ]2 ^% }" g9 y44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
  T6 i* a1 S3 `# m- c* w' u' NBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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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.
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5 E! k, Z3 @" _% U; Z( [46.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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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.
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  N' |+ A( s! g48.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。
; v  Y4 G- R  U- C1 ]$ e3 d, NWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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( ~* Q) X  C3 W3 ~0 r6 Z. D50.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。”
  N( |* P, i* a" s% c8 XThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
2 }) |' l; X) v8 d) {The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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, Z9 x. ]7 p8 s( P+ {% t5 D52.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 p5 w2 i0 m; _5 HLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

  e4 ^* P( j( M/ x) n2 S" b5 [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。
The 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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0 I* i& Y/ f# ]8 T54.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
7 c: B$ L8 g7 A0 s: t$ D" O! rthe 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。
5 d8 ^1 V3 b5 A+ m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.

56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
# ]. b  b8 r0 R5 @: F( t. ZThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

# |0 G5 }( q9 R1 [/ S( ^57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
$ U4 p, i- U1 A- E# b  JThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
# d0 c6 _2 _. q$ Nin 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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2 W% }* C% o9 ?# Y% a$ D59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

  \0 J4 r) U. T" I& R* F60.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
  o! m( A4 _' L" T6 [! \( k  a5 Z“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
- |& G6 Q4 K; }! p  G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