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.

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。
! l5 s, S9 Z" jLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

8 l) ]" B9 S, f  q0 ?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。
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
+ V8 F0 m4 p4 g7 z7 |它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
+ g  h9 H+ A5 P% P7 oIt 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。
% d! r2 `' F' w, pThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
' U% ?9 u) A8 W- \% VSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
! Y0 Y5 N) z  N; g: k4 H但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
$ |+ U* I3 B: x; r- i* q3 vThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
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.
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39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
8 ~) w8 p" |4 o7 u+ U出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
7 ]+ E0 L4 H5 l1 F1 qThe 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.
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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# b- y! [3 b4 u* n/ b41.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。
( F) F2 U! U  f4 w8 r6 }God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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& V% y  z/ S; O- p2 r0 _; }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。
/ I& B+ s* n1 F: c0 TThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
+ k1 D9 N( x& d; O5 r* zI 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？”
3 [$ R7 e) z  V) n# C8 D9 m3 E0 J瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
  F; X; S' c$ A! a& B% h, t  RWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
: J7 x  v$ F" B8 QI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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& t; f! S' h5 ?% r8 {( n2 Z44.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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9 m- V6 G8 _' X2 f% t( T# T45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
2 S  s1 b  R2 m, c1 r0 ?Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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2 k- V7 r8 l9 L# W* b: H+ N# B' T46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
, ?9 g, t9 S& DThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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/ k9 V3 a! e+ Y6 q) }6 J  J47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

3 \* Z8 t: R$ F8 t. F3 U" s5 z48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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9 f( f9 w& K  U% v$ r5 K! J- H  L49.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。
1 J( G8 Q1 U9 I& J; q/ _4 `, ?When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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1 x( W& V( g2 W% ~2 C50.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
7 o- G8 o( J( uchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

/ u; Z6 M1 D- W  o7 \6 k9 C51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
' t2 W# s! l" v) ]9 RThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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" u$ X3 K7 k4 ~2 {1 L4 P52.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。
2 P; J8 }1 w9 x9 C. qLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

% p, y% H6 W* Z. C# i' O* ?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。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
7 u# k4 K: N. x! u) W# ^1 |1 S; j4 ifirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

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。
2 d+ m" i& g+ n9 `+ i, H+ y6 eIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
( K3 d0 z  I& b! c2 l% z6 |the nest of my silence.
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6 {7 a- l1 D9 S! N; T' N0 T55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
/ k) O+ Q( L' j我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
( E- A% H. D: H' ^I hear the voice of their wings.

56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
1 B- M6 h/ [# ^+ _/ d" o% n! oThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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" X8 ~$ u6 o) p" K4 f8 }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
in songs.

9 n2 N0 q! F: n( Y9 {" }3 p' p& L( l$ Q58.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？
6 `! H4 I# Y& c5 l% [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。
( d% Q3 @( J9 m6 o1 y- _( jThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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' v* Y; Q# f  k) R6 [60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
1 z$ @! o) C" ]1 h: lI 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
“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
7 S5 R+ t+ E. x2 J, U# u) D0 q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