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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
; [! W- y% ]5 J; _+ [+ d# f各处去时我便爱上你,与你结婚了。 7 M; w" H @" z; _
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. 7 R& [- ~% Y5 i; {/ d. h, V& `
( @. b2 p' o. u; t8 m* l32.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。 ) X: H- a. ?6 U: I
Let 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。
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34.一个忧郁的声音,筑巢于逝水似的年华中。
0 l0 r; b' M: Z- E: ?( I它在夜里向我唱道:“我爱你。”
6 w! \7 g* s4 @. K9 i) ?8 w4 ^+ GOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
/ {) Q+ e% s% z( }% cIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you. 2 b" _+ j: R5 k/ Y: c
3 w3 ~# V* l7 {/ g35.燃着的火,以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
4 Q9 ^. ?8 ^/ a把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
7 s+ i8 B7 a& M/ vThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow. 6 f7 h/ B% K# K& u
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes. / b0 K$ ^; P& I/ V5 d6 O# O d* w- x
9 _& T* G1 A- M. q! x# u36.我有群星在天上,
3 S) O9 W4 w2 c但是,唉,我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。 ( D, x0 M2 O+ A- i* H+ d
I have my stars in the sky. 5 h6 u( n# F2 K: D
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。 O F8 j& ^* q
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
% p& C7 b; O- l$ @7 f& v7 r* U0 eThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
2 C. b8 B! k5 D0 ^Wash thy soul with silence.
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& A* l2 Y# t9 p5 r8 T/ v8 Y/ ~38.生命里留了许多罅隙,从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
! l) g X& D1 @. KGaps 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。 i+ E- F0 k( N* |+ r
出来吧,我的心,带着你的爱去与它相会。 ' c1 N8 L9 z& _6 O# L3 f) K
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
6 k! d& J% O; N: ?% h; [Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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5 Y4 ^# r* O( K( Q! g3 Y# ]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.
; v3 r% L/ X& B+ c! U) E5 {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。
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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,
! V: B% g7 s0 U+ D: n0 T% R我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里,我也便将自由了。 6 w- j9 U, v" s9 m
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
3 H9 J0 ~2 c! Q/ k( C7 GI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free. 1 {+ {& p" T* Y, W$ B* C
M6 W! m% ?8 c6 q/ m$ M) \. x43.落日问道:“有谁继续我的职务呢?”
: W# q! E2 O2 q# A0 Z) U6 k5 Z瓦灯说道:“我要尽我所能地做去,我的主人。”
# ?+ n1 A9 ~) T" [! e5 _2 L) L' UWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
/ o" ?0 ?6 d: O5 RI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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# B- k" l# |4 \( e, B% K44.采着花瓣时,得不到花的美丽。
, b8 ?: K% h; I& GBy 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。 * R, n* B$ N* t6 A7 z' Q1 P
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。
2 i6 u% |& q( _- B2 g. S: N居中的却远而避之。
% a* |8 B3 @% Z6 x* LThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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$ u. l/ K F6 s: m6 Y47.夜秘密地把花开放了,却让白日去领受谢词。 2 q( g) Q" d6 q8 _; G$ v% a$ C
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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- E0 K* u4 }! K$ W9 r6 R) J4 ^48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
% j' d5 a) e) H. t1 Y2 C$ L4 v$ x) ~Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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: ]# l5 V( q% U- \; M" l' y! l49.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。
1 r$ ?/ R# O5 ^8 S1 {8 Z, [When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy. % C7 J# S$ `* x M4 d
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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。” + ^& U! }7 B+ T7 }
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
( t7 m; x) p+ |7 d! [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。
& v% I( O \; F* k6 F! cThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies. 7 ~" m K. D9 e4 {
8 f6 C0 ~. Z. F4 z' |* B! Z4 q52.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。
5 f6 Z, o+ X- B9 } ^ D& K$ dLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
% R* A2 T: M+ H, c! W/ a: L' hI can see your face and know you as bliss. 1 b4 Y8 L. R% |! \$ v
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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。” 4 |/ B* {9 h: X
天上的星不回答它。
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4 A: c) h+ k( P8 `% o9 l- A+ I% }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。 . g# W% u! i0 r6 a# u2 g% s
In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
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我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
, I% Y# C& t8 r" K( nThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
; i; j# b( k+ i7 V( _# bI hear the voice of their wings.
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) B, q t; M4 E. ?" p; f$ K! A& r56.沟洫总喜欢想:河流的存在,是专为它供给水流的。
( d( r+ t' ~3 M. eThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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; ~' Z* z1 ]& _+ E3 p57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻,而要求歌声做报酬。
6 {( R4 N) h8 Y# R8 \# F& mThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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" E* i; U. K( B# S$ b) [2 O8 l+ i. e58.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?
' }' r7 C- L: J& q/ fThat 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? - Z, P& U1 q$ [
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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。
; @( p$ u& \4 d/ ^0 K! R# p) N/ rThought 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。
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