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.

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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) s7 @5 m3 J# `- S33.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.

! J. w8 M& P# d34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
5 y1 j+ S1 p0 s: t; V; LOne 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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35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
& H+ Z" s7 s) Y# I, W4 t& V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.
0 z/ C8 _2 R4 E2 n0 ]: lSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
" e$ o% X; v& pI have my stars in the sky.
- I, e6 J/ G) [But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
" q0 K$ F( i* VThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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$ l1 e2 P8 f4 h) w% |/ p38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
1 v% o6 K- ], z9 {* ^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。
; G( ^: ^1 M% T; H! D& S2 kThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
$ Q' k9 }- s; d5 s9 M! LCome 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.
' A* P, z/ K: v+ \8 k* ^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。
% C5 i5 e: X7 C) l: cGod'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，
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
5 {$ x1 [  X, g) iThis 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？”
( Y1 E# q8 M; @- b# j5 b# a6 Z瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
$ n+ t6 P9 q$ J8 F; BWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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8 L) G  W: k2 m  c44.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.
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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.

5 R. L: T2 b) u4 R" N1 Z46.大的不怕与小的同游。
4 v: B# I, j9 k8 {% U居中的却远而避之。
The 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。
- b2 h9 L8 j& pThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
; Y4 c2 @" \; |8 F  Z: P& ePower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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9 p2 @4 Z, @* d49.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.
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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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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9 ^; F6 d; x1 x9 ?8 |51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
4 f$ O& C9 E( g, t0 T# i3 uThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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. S- P) p4 z. b# L52.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。
0 O% H7 X8 S! f. v& @& ZLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

2 o) F0 _, p$ d# f53.萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”
* k1 ~7 I1 w9 q+ D' t天上的星不回答它。
  F2 ?; \* q+ J$ ?! F1 g' B7 `" cThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
& U1 z& w+ n" A  `" lfirefly 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
3 U2 |! W) E+ `1 [# Dthe nest of my silence.

55.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。
/ n/ W& g0 [, ~* RThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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; V7 l, F: R( o0 P56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
  y& i3 r; g7 j3 EThe 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.
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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？
6 v- V) p! C* N& Y* q  w5 p) x8 K0 _) NThat 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?

9 d% }, j- M2 t( I59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
3 q2 }' K7 O4 k# c/ XThought 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。
3 E& {5 _: n% l2 I% QI 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