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
" n$ P8 ]9 [9 N: O5 H% t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。
- m' R) i) s$ k: z6 H, _: fLet 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。
% G6 f! U, @2 vWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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5 S, o0 L9 A1 X' v+ A) w/ a( S34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
+ {8 `3 b; a4 q- I9 ^It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

: J) h4 l% z" K/ H35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
2 g% g$ ~# f8 h3 `把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
- `' i2 z. x) \# X! qThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
; Q$ T& p: j, B9 \; C& fSave 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。
I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

1 H' c  v( Y/ |# O' X- V# R37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
' J4 ?, Y2 i: {0 e用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
7 v& e7 I9 D' @9 h$ iThe 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。
# t+ w9 I+ N- x: r# a* m0 iGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

* u/ p! t6 I: z  M3 u39.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.
* g' S: Y: q/ q* A/ n2 dCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

$ v3 g* q8 u- h( j40.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.
+ e' \" i. ^6 S$ GMy 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 F- Y) L7 q; O* t41.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" ?: T& N' [4 GGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

8 C+ x5 Y, V9 z9 M6 S& w7 }% 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，
" m! l( l& m3 H0 l- Y- i1 y我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
8 g* c" U5 q+ G% B7 VThis 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？”
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.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.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.

4 b& F: L9 q) x3 m4 ^" E45.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.

( n2 T4 Y4 _! ?- _8 W+ b46.大的不怕与小的同游。
8 s& @! R& {5 [1 R; r: ?1 T0 o; f9 X2 z居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
9 I/ j9 ^. s/ l- h( Q% CThe 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。
1 `9 R  r% y& J: F/ U& X4 ]3 U1 SPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

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
$ N7 ?1 ?8 Y9 X) j8 a7 Y$ l3 _children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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, Q$ {4 g% F7 ^. {3 n0 S8 w+ k4 B5 Z51.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。
  S* }0 ]2 [5 @3 s2 z0 x) p) D; q2 _Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
  v) d$ e) p8 F: {  L3 JI can see your face and know you as bliss.

7 n" @% k# U# q53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
9 c  j7 {. c* G/ r' P天上的星不回答它。
  V/ o& F( F* [& R( S+ }$ e: yThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
/ Y- {+ u2 ]+ r! q! U) b' ofirefly 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。
5 O, n  o' i( y" {3 l. |In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
9 L3 s; Y. A* J3 Z+ b. a, A! Y. sthe nest of my silence.

55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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/ z5 V6 n+ T  ]& g& e. F! Z56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
The 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。
- O! l6 h0 B" b2 kThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
- e- R8 T  p  j+ Q' I) M- \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。
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。
/ d% i* X4 n" U, ^+ \$ C# wI 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
& z* f$ @& D: }, b& k* c1 g“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