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.

# V4 d9 V4 H- X& N- [" f( c32.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。
2 U! b  q( c. l) iLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

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。
2 M8 m. Y# a- x: l% r6 qWoman, 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。”
- T: A( `6 T" S, R' V4 U, nOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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  y" n& \( ^: Z4 y35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
. B+ k) g4 D7 _+ ~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.
8 y& D. b1 b! jSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

& X8 S4 Z4 [/ i" @# e" H. b( U/ l36.我有群星在天上，
6 T" D# H- k# ^( Q但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
/ f* e) s/ q1 \& [) VI have my stars in the sky.
' b$ S" t6 ^7 ?3 s, E1 uBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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- H1 n) T; u% Z0 }- F- ~& y37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
8 E( @# a" s* U用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
3 C4 V" u0 O  p; ^% U0 _: s9 mThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
, k( J: h$ ~  H& `9 R  JWash 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。
& Y  a  g$ g; W/ d# WGaps 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。
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.
  Q7 v- ~$ k1 W6 B: A5 O5 r6 [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.
% g2 I* D! J8 `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.

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。
' w) p2 T6 I. S3 e9 X" PGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

& M) Q0 A, ]( [) ]: V42.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。
. B3 i) ]9 L' {# J; b* Y6 L- ?# w! ZThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
, ?; c! Y7 ?3 z3 n: B. B7 [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？”
4 j7 x4 ]; a0 O$ f) S瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
3 P" C) i5 S  L5 v: _Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
: H/ v* p6 t9 `, w3 v9 AI 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。
0 j$ x% o+ c& A: U8 `! T) }% F- ^) cBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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: ]) r$ H6 \, I$ k+ X/ K; e9 L* `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.

/ ]3 ~: M2 B! m: j5 W6 [$ E% [46.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.

1 o/ t7 p& ]; ?# o+ Q47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
6 \' d! x' G3 h9 s" z( J4 eThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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1 t5 ?1 N2 C- f3 n7 m1 I) I% l/ l2 L48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
- H# o2 d! g! s! PPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

5 O3 \: p( C% O7 f/ z49.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。
9 O9 d( E% @5 h( s- g7 P2 bWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

  C3 q- e( C6 K2 \' 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
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

4 ^& g% D4 {9 g' G) v7 I# `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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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。”
( ^  V$ N  U0 @$ a0 N1 ?天上的星不回答它。
: K" n  w; L$ b2 B# TThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

8 A2 k% P4 y, B) N54.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。
: e+ k2 O) m4 k$ EIn 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。
9 J8 _# H" i8 d6 E: j8 n! x我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
/ e, b& J- M( D. sThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
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。
& A" B7 a* S. j# W3 C' uThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

: H4 F0 |: A0 o5 f+ _57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
3 Z1 \) K! o4 |& ]9 \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？
* m4 ^1 o5 \! ?. [. k* A; w6 oThat 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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! S. f0 ~1 l/ O59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
1 y5 V" M4 Z5 l1 V; s* ~/ C) pThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

. J8 n( e3 P5 S6 Y) N6 }8 c60.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
  E+ j/ J( R- T* S5 Z“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