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。
, F& g+ G' @; E0 ^  A# lLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

5 J9 U1 P6 i- c) E! J+ Y7 Z33.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。
6 V, o2 G1 ^& D0 t0 J( @Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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# P, s1 M9 d7 l5 {( M34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
5 ]. G/ E: d, _& n: K它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
9 A( A6 M0 _7 b2 aIt 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。
  z) H9 X9 |. n7 y4 c$ f- H  zThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
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.

/ Y. f! ~% _6 {+ {" h37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
3 n& B" f/ N) D9 L8 C, w4 ]. G用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
' i/ C9 w4 R: XThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
: q1 b: w, o* j* }  ?' {" ?  KWash thy soul with silence.
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+ A" C9 l! q  F38.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.

  n- O1 u6 T( i) B1 x7 l39.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。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
) @( h; H3 w! ]9 T( XCome 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.
2 G, I7 ]; q5 I# `% a5 ZMy 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.

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。
' u) O- L, X" ^# eGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

% ]0 ]5 j+ Y- X$ M% H3 C42.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，
+ t' o: L( C3 F2 M7 W6 Y; y* Q我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
) u1 @+ N, k6 S$ X; `1 e. {6 y% Q1 B) _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.

43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
- l2 s' e4 N1 u+ j+ f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.
, D2 u7 ^4 I; k9 @I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

2 J( z6 T5 P% Z/ V& Q44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
8 o. U: k- H' l8 ^By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

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.
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8 r6 D6 G7 @+ W! ~! W3 r( o46.大的不怕与小的同游。
) Y( W* t- k) T0 a; I* C0 V居中的却远而避之。
- l2 C8 M; A% ^, |) H6 @The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
& Z5 O  _4 [8 d! G  KThe 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。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

& T. V) r- v. L6 u! R4 B  W49.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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; E# w. S% X4 H$ y; D; n50.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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/ y9 k( `/ x# W* A3 {4 H! E51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
$ E2 F5 {( }: K  w1 s5 |/ B9 \The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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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 N: s' [. C* o1 m, yLove! 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。”
天上的星不回答它。
3 q8 z8 C2 s' A! `* c, l) Y8 ]& ^$ HThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
* X* H1 p+ F- m( U( ]) s: v( _# rfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

2 x" t# `& Q6 V# t. z8 r) |0 S* y54.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
the nest of my silence.
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55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
4 C. o, _; r) [我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
5 t5 V( O. F% aThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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& B. l5 V' N# o56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
  k" U/ t# m/ C9 [The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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: }; d4 }2 O8 r7 n6 k8 D4 a57.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
% c1 d2 A5 k, |1 x% oin 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？
& M( k4 w1 E& G( JThat 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 L0 S  `8 S( Z' l% k1 _Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
0 ?+ @& k) V' @% AI 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
1 U6 B+ `! Q# P) t( q: n“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
5 b% v- @; P. x* w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