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.

3 ?7 o! O6 t1 X4 H4 G5 T& s32.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。
$ N/ F/ v/ B* y: Z2 U9 a# aLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

$ H. O/ S* O  u33.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。
0 j! B; e( v( P% `6 p6 x/ M3 @- rWoman, 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。　　　　
' D# s) |% q/ ~, G/ t# `它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

( S+ K1 v( O/ R35.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 L4 f( @; R- R$ k+ L' gThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
1 R' t" F6 [6 ^! X  o/ }I have my stars in the sky.
6 x# Z) f& M) v, y& dBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

+ H* |* ?1 \- R& v5 T( u37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
& D1 y# X+ f% w1 x. {$ Z4 c1 M用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
+ _" C) x. b$ J- MThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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) z1 W. e) }; [7 X! n- {  |38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
) u+ h7 O. R. v8 I3 c9 [* LGaps 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。
" w! J$ S! M8 U' X+ n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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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 o. T* X3 a# C7 uMy 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.

% E2 m7 f& E& _! p2 Z# P1 G41.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。
! P& u! s9 w7 ?/ t; O; aGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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  P1 A# w2 ^- X" d42.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.

+ }% ?  _, B4 Y43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
/ K0 L" ?) ?, A- Z5 k$ Y. }6 j! q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.
$ P% a# t5 ~1 `6 A% f7 m) `6 S; qI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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; u3 U% ], {. \44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
, r7 H& d, c' I/ ?By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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' \  c4 ]( [2 ]9 w; h1 a/ d# Q# `45.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.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
$ K3 d' g* S+ ?居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

2 |. K% z- B( f% |5 H( _47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
: [' m6 S8 s- E, e7 X) I- @The 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。
/ c5 f9 i0 U3 c5 ePower 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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
6 q( x4 Z: d) w' p9 [7 O& \. qchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

+ {+ w1 h; f- i  g2 Q# b& W* I51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
' i: |5 O, \, t! b3 M1 E& C9 V1 _1 PThe 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。
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I 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。”
) g9 q* F9 r/ g$ h) m( f天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
4 I5 c& y: f7 efirefly 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。
  @3 i* z) S' Q7 B2 W! Z0 x. S9 RIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
6 A+ h2 Q  w# V8 x! _the nest of my silence.

6 n# \1 s1 ^% z, e" x55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
& c# S$ N& n) X& Z5 O, f/ H我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
; Z+ \1 ]3 _; p2 A, I, u4 N  xThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
: j8 I) d! o2 W- f) E4 X* u* Q! YI hear the voice of their wings.
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4 }% ^" |9 h, D1 I/ _$ z56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
7 _6 @9 \' {+ N7 ZThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

8 u' |5 l) _. Y+ ]2 G57.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
in 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？
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。
& E+ F- Z5 Q0 C$ {3 N) o% YThought 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
filled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
+ t/ q8 H9 Z8 j“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
! L2 b/ v/ l) m' c9 u% U. h. N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