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
7 K7 }! l+ i# R1 W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.
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. i) z, y2 T4 s  m: c) |( s& I+ p32.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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1 a$ y. {  a4 V33.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。”
1 S- [3 |: M6 W! Q& [2 b8 ~7 QOne 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.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
5 X3 I0 U4 d! Y. c5 S但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
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+ u7 ]9 K2 B0 l1 u1 `% x2 L) e37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
; {" g& X, Y5 ~用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
. g2 a" G3 t/ \+ I) _The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

! L' x2 ]. q: W1 K38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
% j5 R* R+ V& o1 t% R7 U9 fGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

$ X( I2 k: j( m, h) f4 ]39.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。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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5 u' y- p8 ?/ t8 L1 H& B6 C9 R40.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.
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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。
God'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，
- K. X0 x. r" R4 \+ s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.
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+ G: [) Z3 P: g" t43.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。”
6 t0 _9 u' N, O" B4 ^Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

  J7 Y8 V: T  ?( v2 y8 X! v. o0 u44.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.

  N6 r) y/ U. d" g' Z; g, [# J45.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.

) _3 h) E6 T4 S3 {46.大的不怕与小的同游。
# U$ H* g% R/ |) }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。
+ p2 `- I1 i& j7 G6 h) AThe 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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$ o* `) L. M" @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。”
; S1 j* V, Q$ C  M% G. q! V1 IThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
. z# `: i4 ]+ \children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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6 ~% I$ X6 E  P8 W% C" K51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
6 c0 {! H: ?$ X' U' F+ SThe 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。
/ Y& V+ K  `) m; `0 n" RLove! 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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; L1 c; Z5 [- @) K- N; ?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。
) |, X0 l( H8 h3 J, n. }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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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。
/ l$ I9 I, o7 ^4 z" f, ~In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

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。
" R3 z# \9 _, f, O7 ~: c6 w2 w  r) HThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
& C8 [- x7 ?' r2 fI hear the voice of their wings.

" V( u. \  \( f5 P$ o: I56.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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6 S- e  u2 G& }) L% d8 u57.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？
( \' g. O  E" t# 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?

' `9 P: T, j* B, [. D59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
* J, R* C" e% q- k" T. g1 ~7 t; u5 Z+ pThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
& M: L$ `% w8 R" `( h7 JI 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( h. F' j& C; n: ?% X! y3 y/ A' r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