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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
$ X. M4 G- q7 U( D: [' Y8 L P各处去时我便爱上你,与你结婚了。
5 i0 e; T' `+ k4 h5 l1 ^& p* zWhen 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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* o8 ]4 N9 |7 ]7 `& Z32.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 R, q* W/ b: `1 H$ Q3 ALet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown. . c7 @3 C6 t# W2 K; S; Q8 E
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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。 7 l$ c0 x V& a% z2 [2 h
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music. 3 O7 \& g9 R3 V+ C- `, l' w
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34.一个忧郁的声音,筑巢于逝水似的年华中。
- Z0 a9 ^% S( s6 p它在夜里向我唱道:“我爱你。” 7 W, `, M! u3 s6 I; s" {
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
! {/ t* z) G" l& I$ R' F6 o4 |/ _It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you. & S* T9 n& o- ^* k
, r% \0 Y% J1 ]# @) e8 `4 Q) L35.燃着的火,以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
' O1 O& a( l O5 P' l把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
- @* \; @( z9 t" c# i" IThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow. & x3 R0 ], [: v) J
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上, 3 P7 [: V, ]" @2 J% `
但是,唉,我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。 ' S9 r; R& z; v5 Z, O
I have my stars in the sky.
9 L m; @* A- v$ T0 T. nBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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, W% k3 L6 [3 r# D7 H37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
3 Z/ }0 M7 v& m用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。 + S) \( F2 Y7 ]# O( B% D% ?
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
6 j) _. K; |: d. cWash 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。
5 w, B) d) C: V% |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。 " f6 ^& y: W. |# [: O! C9 b
出来吧,我的心,带着你的爱去与它相会。 1 M1 O, A' V6 y
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
& z2 R4 O x& p) C- u1 WCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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3 H; s( G6 o9 s3 C H4 t) R. h40.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. ~, G: S8 L, I; M
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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8 {8 i: z! A( `! q0 U4 W3 X41.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。 / [1 x3 R) k4 B
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm. 3 ~& r/ H# e) ^
' R! M2 M1 f3 m5 u) d8 n42.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,
9 C5 A9 L) _' D% D6 V& i: ^& c我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里,我也便将自由了。
( \, q' i9 ^$ b: SThis is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
- o3 Y" c3 |! R8 R9 {# v* r+ lI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free. + M1 R$ K: ^+ i: ~- A
+ C [# e9 A G5 d& C! w4 @5 \* E43.落日问道:“有谁继续我的职务呢?”
# u' `0 D+ n1 |瓦灯说道:“我要尽我所能地做去,我的主人。”
$ P/ U8 O2 o& y9 G" O4 dWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun. 9 w# \0 I5 d. @, w3 z1 M$ x
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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. O9 e1 z) G; T44.采着花瓣时,得不到花的美丽。
% _6 K! n, a! ?5 Y1 d3 _% NBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower. + L- r( Q/ d0 L- \* \3 z, Z
. X9 q4 b Z; Q) f4 N0 F45.沉默蕴蓄着语声,正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
5 a! \9 c8 |/ E5 \Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。 0 W! f/ W- I5 _% b7 v$ D' }
居中的却远而避之。
2 ?" Z5 }% V$ G( \+ x& tThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof. + i( t- X. k# }
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47.夜秘密地把花开放了,却让白日去领受谢词。
7 ]/ H9 v' t0 `: W4 S3 W0 |The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks. ; V5 d- W& c) k% N' a" d, i+ `1 a( a
& _1 c! ?7 F. J1 E! N' o, I* |/ o48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。 . A2 J& B. N2 M( S& p
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。
8 }0 P$ t0 e2 M4 Q1 i2 p5 |' tWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy. # ~% G4 ^) |: [' j6 T) Y
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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。” ' p4 e& b, X( m2 O4 G. V8 f* f
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick $ B% L+ `5 q" w& n
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven. : x( t M& {* |: I
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51.蛛网好象要捉露点,却捉住了苍蝇。
6 C- V! T) ^4 D- ~; @The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies. 1 k, L* U; `* R' I" Z
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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。
. R8 x; n* @/ T, D& mLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand, ' x& m2 ^' M- W6 x) K" w+ R
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。” : M6 X. c; a3 T+ i9 q
天上的星不回答它。 - k; I8 A6 X7 v9 b2 P3 V
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firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer. _4 [7 q2 Z1 S/ c
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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。
/ e6 O$ r$ S% b$ CIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to 6 C+ l; [. \1 p0 ?( w; `
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4 k9 F2 ^# Y+ T* r+ _# u1 b+ Y55.思想掠过我的心上,如一群野鸭飞过天空。
7 t% H, ~! y! u$ j我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
3 M" i5 ?. j# ?, S7 EThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
0 a( I+ ?7 m4 C7 Z5 I+ uI 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。
$ @1 C5 o& E4 s9 v+ oThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water. . F, _' g1 C8 f+ K5 f5 y
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57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻,而要求歌声做报酬。 ' K6 d' a8 M! T t% M1 j7 u1 p5 M
The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
. a9 v% u; F& n2 ^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?
" Q1 z# Q- Q% J+ GThat 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? % M6 m) W# C" v& ?6 u) P7 }0 t, B, A
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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。 4 A) i; v. \0 `) j
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows. ) L1 l' b# I; U' V/ ?; e
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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。 - f. m4 {1 b3 {4 p. ^
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