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.
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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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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 m! m3 n) n4 M6 i2 u3 s8 ?; G; PWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

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。”
3 x5 R  B% X, S% p# r) [' MOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

4 X4 {% m! }+ d8 K! r7 @. `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 K% @3 Z8 h+ [$ K/ ]4 u) wSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

( ~& d. w( k) ]2 f; o0 t36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
5 v, {# x. r# ?( h' ^I have my stars in the sky.
* l- ^- X6 W! D1 B3 I0 \  r2 o, j" EBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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! k, K5 o& y7 \0 t( K& `37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
# ]1 Y/ G1 E* j% x/ {+ ^Wash 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.

# S* n' o0 ]) s4 L7 R39.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。
% n8 a( p0 S* l- F8 t* Y( q, VThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
, z0 }, |  Y0 }# R) G% eCome 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.
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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" d$ c6 G1 c5 ?: l  b/ G/ `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$ Z9 A* i6 I" ]# zGod'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，
* J) [! |, h# o2 v, k+ M我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
( G8 U& c: C* a4 X2 w  O. V$ QThis 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.

3 v7 E& t" k% }7 P43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
" ~3 q( ~1 u* J! E瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
) q& `. h- j: X! i* T: e. ]* E8 ?8 P1 pWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
4 N  Z' a8 M" dI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

1 b- D: m- f* |# J- G1 b44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
( I, t: u( A3 [- YBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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1 ]: F# A' ~% k  |; j( [5 g45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
% X# _0 K# s% Z, e$ r, g* ESilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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  S- C* R" M+ }1 ]% V2 C2 w, e. E46.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。
3 I7 K- Q, l9 D$ U4 u6 iThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

+ J6 @+ i1 l( p7 Q& K+ b2 \48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
( V  d) y4 v% O% t. lPower 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。
8 Y7 d( N: f9 p# @8 T* WWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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/ a) r, R6 s# @  f7 |) F50.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
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。
$ b" A& j3 w( d: e; r4 K2 d1 Y! F$ fThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

3 x* l: ?3 Z5 y5 \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,
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。”
. o2 t2 `3 T8 R3 U5 |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.

  [  G- U2 e' _* `* D* ?4 q6 r54.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。
  X6 k. w2 [4 |9 `0 A5 BIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
( N8 y. j; F- y& z6 t0 Rthe nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
4 \" U7 U- |  k* s/ V5 f- O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.

* p6 }7 f; T1 H- @7 M: L1 H56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
9 o+ |$ v% F# b1 Y9 ]The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

- {& G% {' `0 H9 u, \2 a0 v57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
6 o4 z  P' |2 @' PThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

8 ?: c, m3 W! M8 H4 B58.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。
6 d5 y8 k& S7 e- h' Z$ j$ z- |Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

9 D, v% Y% F" g: s( [0 I60.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/ {; n% d- N; w: V0 V0 X1 ?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
0 ~" {: E. R6 j- N“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