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。
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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* X8 ?1 Y. r5 z4 I% S2 i, R! a33.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。
Woman, 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。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
! ~! R3 z+ `9 \; q% mIt 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。
( w. p" v. K- P9 |The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
$ C  ^2 `" r7 D  R  w$ [; sSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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' `2 b; O, p) t8 m" v/ t$ W: b36.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.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
/ s: I& R2 e. [; |用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
1 f* r7 j: H# ]7 o! y: a1 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。
Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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' Z- J$ M  p: i" E39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
& w4 m- y+ w- o2 `- F. u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.
5 [! N3 s7 {$ M' o  KCome 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.
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.

  y! `$ @9 h5 p0 a5 \( Y5 t( K7 O: B8 Q41.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。
2 I  Q- S) f1 _6 oGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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% |$ L3 z7 ]" v/ x42.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，
% l9 R8 |! U' x) f6 V; s2 A9 n/ _我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
! A/ i' w% x3 m" \1 O& [2 K) CThis 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？”
4 Q( _+ ]3 h1 o: H4 A瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
3 D( K3 l4 }/ c  v: fWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
4 B" j2 d1 X$ ?: S& {" H( EI 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。
# A" M% m; b" z6 P' H5 k- NBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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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.

46.大的不怕与小的同游。
% ~8 j, q1 L6 i居中的却远而避之。
& p9 O2 Q4 R' OThe 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。
The 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。
% A, u/ b" C$ O* `5 u. tPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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5 b' A2 q  q% g; f% y49.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 o2 c0 S, }' u- o6 S4 kWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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) a9 O  E7 m9 V! u50.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。”
- \$ `6 Q0 ~" s# f8 ^- i7 f$ FThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
* ?; G5 t0 o: @children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
6 n7 p- H* F1 N: [The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

3 a- |. B% y7 y8 K# Z52.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,
' f; [0 W8 k. R8 g! T! V9 w9 dI 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。”
  _/ S1 Y" M) V4 q天上的星不回答它。
9 \9 H1 z) |  T  W5 a2 ]) jThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
3 v2 l' U3 |7 m4 @: C. mfirefly 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。
( ~+ \3 |, b  ]9 o7 @! gIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.
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# W% w4 a# o7 E55.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.
$ d1 R9 V8 ~& x' r; V6 b. _I hear the voice of their wings.

! K# ]: o1 T/ j# y: `- K56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
+ W* @) ?" w0 M% ?: s" e; q2 QThe 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。
The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

1 m/ W) F/ J' j; }& t5 H; Z58.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？
  U2 n0 M; T  B- |" @  bThat 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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
2 U$ {) I9 n- N' kThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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( l2 \: G5 v- A" N: u5 l0 p4 ~- p60.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
4 h, A/ @! W7 j8 E& C7 Yfilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
: k* B. u* O  v8 O$ I7 Z; U“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