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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( N" w  `3 u) l; }6 Q0 Z32.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。
1 I# o8 U2 X9 }0 ?3 ~Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

3 k+ `: }; T% F33.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.

# C( n! t  T2 m+ e34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
  X2 r3 E% s1 X: h3 R2 z& y  Y* EOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
) o. T4 ]: N8 A. A3 W4 ]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。
/ x+ q$ y' Y) M  L; u8 a2 x+ s: [The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
* d+ p. l! \3 ^- e( k* ZSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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+ `, G1 C& o: g- k36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
. r7 {/ ]0 k/ U: K! X  HI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

* a: h( O' D7 W8 g9 w- L& C  Z( a37.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.
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。
$ _* t0 |& v  k1 T- NGaps 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。
2 r& [% d4 ^. {" p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.

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 q# m1 z/ A& V4 R' \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.

5 B% v9 h3 X# ~2 e41.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，
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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43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
" d( M5 j6 W; v! |5 d8 N9 p; J5 X! M瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
& B) o- d  |9 E' p' p6 FWho 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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44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
, e. e% ^( Y6 @( iBy 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。
0 v: k* L9 w& l" qSilence 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。
* o. R" q7 q# K1 t居中的却远而避之。
/ R1 M3 P3 J( c$ T4 d* R! ]1 lThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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  d6 x5 g7 `5 T/ H47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
+ A' q4 I: |5 ^0 }9 HThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
* R$ E6 s% t, @/ ?Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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& C  u3 U/ o+ e* K1 n& i49.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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

- ?* R! O6 ?* y9 M50.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.

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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9 S- Y  k0 ?: x0 b2 o52.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。
( \) ~1 K3 Q$ ?1 u5 ALove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
+ \) H/ s6 n7 JI can see your face and know you as bliss.

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。
2 L/ s/ V3 m1 w" x& o5 D& ?The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
; |1 k6 s, y- T, efirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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3 H. {. ?# j% ?9 k; E54.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
+ P* G' B6 @" c6 y4 h" |the nest of my silence.
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0 U/ a" G3 J7 L/ w) R! A# P( _55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
: w) o8 X  Y+ |  O) Z2 W  @我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
; a- G( K, s# z8 U% kI 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。
" r4 M$ E; v0 [9 fThe 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。
The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
9 [, f$ ^  O3 ?# }6 ?6 N3 M1 iin songs.
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# J, D5 j. m* J: j# C) P58.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？
) Y% Z5 L3 l* Y( Q& 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?
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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。
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

9 z  _# _  C* e- e8 F5 ^5 J60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
5 k0 q" u+ v6 m% P9 B9 B8 b, \- CI 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, g' [- f  W1 U3 T“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