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。
, |. P" H9 v4 ]% E" wWhen 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。
& j- W/ \5 u; b' a4 W& _4 ?Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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33.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。
1 q; D, ~9 n  a2 x" m* H! XWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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4 k0 d/ d' q. `" @: x3 `- u34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
1 a' `$ _( N5 ~8 D8 ~+ l2 }8 r它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
& r8 t6 X% u) }* \$ t6 VOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It 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。
2 \9 `8 J5 }! |% T2 H3 g- FThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
: A  O! S. g7 {) Y. w- LSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

. z+ `5 ?" c0 D) d  |36.我有群星在天上，
! n3 w( ~) m6 `& Y/ X$ A* j但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
- ?" C8 O1 c* w% BBut 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。
' e" E, o' W& K* S, a  yThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
: f4 E' i8 [2 _0 C, b' a/ SWash 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。
  l6 n  v/ J7 K* ?5 RGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
7 {8 o9 {, r3 w  {1 [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.
" \& d$ e) A: U+ BCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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5 P( q+ j: m6 A( U9 K0 W1 g40.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.
% O% [; V( m. v: T/ pMy 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。
# e# F# d) C/ T- AGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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) r, a) J$ r7 T; s+ r/ o7 {) _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，
2 r9 _$ `  H8 c4 t& a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.
- `  w, }2 s6 W& I# c; xI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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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.
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* J4 |% [8 r) Z3 \44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
8 J) v5 j* D0 x- lBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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# y  F! _& S, s, }9 `5 o45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
. H4 V1 O6 I" @+ {# i1 M; xSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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# H( M$ ]& c1 c" ~46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
/ o3 o! {/ R) n& N/ ^4 cThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

$ h) |7 [9 R: a+ @47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
3 r- t  V$ B* @1 S: b! ~; W& FThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

4 A2 G3 i3 ~2 o& N' m# F48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

* M9 J  \8 ]4 A+ }% X( _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。
: m" W' O) l; T: E- |$ vWhen 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。”
# |# Z5 X# ]9 M1 pThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
' }. Z$ _% z! |# k# M6 p. C1 Wchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
. u" C( J& K5 Y' Z; GThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

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。
7 G1 B3 S0 x: o" K/ p# XLove! 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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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。”
. @+ u8 a: {: `- \3 m( ~8 @: ?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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% l4 f: A! Y; j  [8 U% a54.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。
& h4 W, t, v+ Q0 {1 AIn 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。
- K' z1 T7 C' A- R3 a1 w# l我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
) y" D+ S- B0 I. X# s1 R4 g1 Q; NI 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.
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57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
9 \+ ]2 \& k( A# d$ sThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
3 Q/ a8 S$ J1 d- ]) k% K4 gin 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？
0 g+ B! R2 {  }( `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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
$ y4 w8 V- l% bThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

  x: `% l, a0 b# W  t# G60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
$ y- }$ e7 t9 u( \& |. vI 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
( t) Z- y" n" X' g6 [- G7 H- n“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
$ {8 ?0 B8 `2 X9 i% 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