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
* J& B) Y. l% F1 W& Q& ]' c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。
; i, s. x6 Z; J6 }# pLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

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。
' P6 y/ C+ b1 M2 V  sWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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5 \) u6 S7 @1 Y5 N  e; X$ H0 A$ M34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
' Y8 d* e8 |2 h+ b* j2 f, x它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
, ?7 m0 V( v3 e$ _8 p' EOne sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

/ ^4 k, y/ s* e1 C35.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。
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save 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。
I have my stars in the sky.
( \( T0 @: T( e$ aBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
8 _* }- @9 m( f用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
/ v, A; n: w4 N/ j  Q0 t& zThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
+ Z2 f* _. @. JWash 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。
* Y3 u  T2 Y0 L' w3 d2 E  iGaps 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。
: G4 t: t8 P3 ?8 bThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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. T2 G+ l* v$ h% B) h- v" X40.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.

2 p/ Y8 i; U- n6 h3 R# O- m41.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.
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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，
6 R0 V4 h' s9 O- z: }0 K$ v我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
  a  C$ n. A6 a6 gThis 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？”
3 r. V6 s" a8 Q, D瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
* Q' R; j. c. o5 Z% {0 J' lI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

! E( P; e4 `! y% b* n+ T44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
6 p0 `  a4 Y# F* Z: f& l+ HBy 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。
5 L0 A" O& c7 Z0 o2 i1 n, vSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

46.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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2 t$ p7 t% p7 o2 t  ~- F* Y1 R( C47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
: i( F9 @) x) c0 [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。
  c4 z& x* g6 F5 @Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

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。
5 ]3 d, }3 |8 i) y" }2 gWhen 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。”
: w! M# Z4 I$ a5 g& }( B: WThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
& h0 p& W9 U; U4 o9 R( i. Echildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

7 Z5 }: N0 D6 }* ~- s9 v. W( C51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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4 j( p0 M0 r0 h) K52.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,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.
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) ]; j% z6 k5 \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。”
天上的星不回答它。
. @2 p6 p: C' ~- s# o( y; ?The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

$ P- f3 M& t3 m- Z- V; s54.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。
7 F% Q: w/ a" oIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
, }2 C& R$ j7 B2 ~6 D/ a' `$ U* cthe nest of my silence.
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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。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
8 O8 ]# M  e. e) J0 n: \/ @, `I 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。
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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9 {- Q2 X; u/ P- O8 m* n: P9 G; I57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
/ _" {& [5 b# k4 SThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
4 `( B5 I- {. w+ b. m' M- Rin songs.
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& _& j* c4 \! a: s58.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？
) T" E$ H2 z6 W, k$ f: 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?
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$ }; w4 E5 G+ M' j59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
1 R( ?) O( t& {8 N% AThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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6 o: l# x! R2 \8 N/ o5 w60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
# S- i2 u0 M" _) g- g+ v5 B- OI 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