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
' o+ I3 ?3 D5 P" N5 \& F! v/ W* A各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
6 \: o6 z- `, _% 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.
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4 N. }# g" K! ]7 h! b32.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* L6 x% M+ S/ x( }Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

! t2 `* c) \6 f$ W' g9 ]% l6 E6 x33.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.

# M# _1 @; Y! J  b34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
$ A- u) F2 Q7 q9 L0 J0 w. r7 K它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
+ M2 }. B; N* m7 I: b. z: QIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

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.
2 e3 q& t# [" o# y. }Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
/ T' H& S5 M# |- t7 z6 KI 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。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
  Q6 W1 f1 P! x  j4 }3 _The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.

* f& @0 @) ^3 x3 ~, U9 n) |* L38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
0 u% h0 [% h" p$ Y" y+ x. m5 lGaps 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。
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.
: b( S* t) Y* LCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

  N& R' N: q" j# O8 E% }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.
( f$ ~, A+ V7 k1 OMy 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。
" t, A. K" K( A; C. yGod'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。
$ b$ p0 l$ A' O/ S% @2 @, XThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
, A1 f! D% k" f9 B0 D0 y, ]I 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。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

3 Q5 W- X) E; M5 G44.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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* ?  u/ ?! f* i, \2 |5 d  i45.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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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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: Q6 J9 z! Z8 u0 i: u47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
- A) j1 c1 b' k+ q2 q* gThe 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。
8 r! Z- \1 r$ a6 @9 M6 EPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

+ Y; w/ j# ?% A7 L4 ]9 d+ ^2 r5 K49.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。
. \5 K( w1 l4 @( RWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

0 j: [& H5 N0 A50.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
0 F  v7 R: C9 cchildren, 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。
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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
* C( u0 a1 @4 V2 Y7 P* wI 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。”
8 I( k8 T! ^* }9 ?# ^. y: s天上的星不回答它。
* Z; V" _/ `6 y  @# |7 KThe 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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' `1 R  v% O( }7 Z54.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
8 x: b9 e  ~1 d* W/ i5 {' m* Wthe 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。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
" z' k" r! v3 W2 U  EI hear the voice of their wings.

+ ?$ T* a! m7 N6 W% Y! ~56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
/ |$ t; U0 u* m& {$ P( N: c  D& ?The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

1 u' h5 R, G( I. U& _+ [0 o5 i* c57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
2 a3 Y2 k+ M/ b4 u( f& ]The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

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？
2 s$ S- [, Q+ n5 i1 C- H% GThat 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?

- _' T/ T0 b0 }59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
2 q& d' e7 D/ }6 DThought 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。
I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has
. d+ s+ U8 M4 q* @4 N0 ?+ M6 s, ufilled 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
/ e* g: a: t# r. T% e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