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
, V  Y2 R6 B7 U, H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。
" K0 G2 K" ~$ `  VLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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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。
& ~! z) l0 w/ K/ |5 vWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

6 ^, R: U" r' w5 A7 f$ k1 @, u34.一个忧郁的声音，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.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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3 `/ L1 S7 O5 t2 Y4 `& S2 s9 p35.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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

. H. ?1 X8 I7 r! D36.我有群星在天上，
6 t  b9 x' q1 Z8 h0 _但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
+ W) a5 E( N6 X8 lI have my stars in the sky.
+ c1 Y2 c! q6 Q2 TBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
3 ]( q4 S, G- E8 y$ N用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
  m: C4 g$ ^  ]3 nWash thy soul with silence.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
  `# c, E/ Z! X7 {Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

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。
0 D( g- Z. N0 r' o. x2 q- P2 H0 BThe 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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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。
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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; Z" T% Y! J6 [9 y3 {! f42.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.
- j- N7 |! d; N# t# }* ?2 p2 gI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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& p1 |: l+ b8 }5 k& ^4 o) ]3 S( y43.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.
6 \5 J, ^$ K3 M$ ^" MI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
' g& j5 }% J8 K' O- W! eBy 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。
3 S+ v. j5 h0 S6 S# lSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

3 Z: I: ~- E3 M5 w" A7 V46.大的不怕与小的同游。
. `/ i: g$ T$ K+ [7 P居中的却远而避之。
5 w" @# E- m2 f# l2 L; _/ t' G  qThe 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。
2 I) l- m: w- c7 EThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

  `: t" T6 t! _' X; L7 d) H48.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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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.

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。”
8 h3 z' \* s, w. f+ GThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

' j# E% [  p& n2 \4 t7 G0 @2 I51.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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' }+ A$ g, c8 n2 C52.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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* q# a/ k1 V  f5 C. U53.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
firefly 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。
, B! A" \# P. k7 J9 d- z3 X. AIn 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。
- W; k2 f" e6 }# f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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56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
+ k0 a& Z/ V9 WThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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8 M2 K( Q7 m- Q. G# M/ W& f; N5 X57.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
" c& d8 n/ x6 d3 b* x) Sin songs.

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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) F% k5 }0 J4 r7 C59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
8 q" F1 {; B+ m/ |/ f* zThought 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
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devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
$ ]" A8 Y3 X6 z  ^) |“完美”为了对“不完美”示爱，把自己装扮得美丽之极

yinyp8388

1# llhn123456
- I# \6 q: x! o( m. }( B; t; ~$ u, m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