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
+ |" |' y5 D) U) x0 W: W9 }! A& H5 b各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
6 P: ?2 a; R0 j- ?' @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.

4 v  K' u, a, C9 q- T' 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。
4 d$ @) }+ y' V7 Z# ^" U9 J/ BLet 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。
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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5 W* s: ~) x( x$ v34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
0 |. v, y( s2 h8 [它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
7 m' X+ M- I7 O% h+ wOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
$ Z' s% ~/ z; L4 p8 M8 jIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.
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35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
7 O8 q" @' p6 O4 T$ C( a8 P把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
. K; P. E  A/ ~6 Y& F  NThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
5 x9 l: c, A. D9 K3 x1 l$ U- D5 wSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
3 {7 p  T% F+ H& @6 l4 h: kI 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。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
6 |1 O5 X& O6 m5 H0 FThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
. e3 a, k" E0 sWash thy soul with silence.

- J) T. Y% l7 i, c6 j( N38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
8 |( K1 j/ }1 r2 J  y  A$ O; gGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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- c( V$ T- c( y& B. V/ L5 w39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
* Q& a+ D' z9 L( N  A1 a5 I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.
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.
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.

42.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，
  Y- O: l5 _/ o2 v0 W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.
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？”
瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
8 C9 F/ M, J  j) T/ U* v2 qWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

# n+ l. z' ]! e& J44.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.

45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
; b2 ?) t- j. xSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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5 Z' D% B1 T( p0 h9 i& e46.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.
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5 M3 e" K" O3 a, {3 V47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
# F" ^( T7 I# a) L; ~# LThe 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。
2 F! k8 k/ F2 K+ ?1 U3 ePower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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) X% J9 `' d; @  }% A1 U49.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。
# a1 A6 i- L1 }$ TWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

$ S7 ^% s0 x' |/ [: ?- ]7 y( w50.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。”
" U5 T0 u8 E7 L5 Q+ x  vThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
' x$ u* @4 _4 r9 Gchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
, |& H9 C. u) m" Y+ @! p5 p; \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。
8 I' \0 v$ n! s+ t7 CLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
- i+ |+ t! r" V$ s# lI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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/ _9 [2 e; s9 c5 A53.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。
. U  `: V3 s8 S: ~! `The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
8 Z. [9 m* G* W: k+ l/ q! E& Wfirefly 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。
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the nest of my silence.

1 z0 R6 c$ `% i& G3 F" n, `55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
9 ~. M* A: ]5 m0 _3 J我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
; H5 v1 T: b5 L9 ]1 BI hear the voice of their wings.

$ B: M% j: R+ t- [# o56.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.

# w+ W/ o& W  k! x- ^57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
, B6 k9 @( C4 |, K; AThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
1 M/ ?. t4 G+ P" E: V( m9 O& Zin songs.

3 m. T  K! G4 E/ ^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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  ]9 P9 R1 u1 A$ F6 ~' I59.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.

# c' b" {) {( g9 Z( o% p60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
1 x/ \9 H. o* r' X" a9 mI 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
“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