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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7 |, P' Y! I! ?* k& _$ M32.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。
' Q0 c1 l  O- w5 h" B5 o* c9 FLet 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。
4 |0 Y/ `, [# ~9 v" B8 ?0 dWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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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.
It 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。
! B- A/ f2 I) A0 I# }9 F把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
! c8 A4 ]1 x4 CThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
  V7 z5 i, L' V但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
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5 O0 |: `8 ]/ ^; e" L8 X9 W9 f6 B37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
1 m8 `( l, j4 u0 a" E用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
  Z5 K& F7 K* c. }The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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; F! G" k  }0 ^- P8 F38.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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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。
0 d! |+ f: P2 K$ P$ f5 D8 V" vThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

+ L( w- D0 V! M40.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.
6 Y: w# Q- M: `* A. Z3 j$ lMy 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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7 N; s- E$ t5 d3 K41.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。
5 y3 ~7 @! K' f! ]/ `$ X; RGod'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，
1 Q) ~- y3 y$ p' r7 B0 ~% C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.
3 u/ Y3 {$ }/ E3 EI 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。”
Who 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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44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
& Q  T! z3 J6 n' cBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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) q) M  a* O5 j1 Q; Q45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
6 _( g( O  |! y6 S8 wSilence 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。
% R, v* W0 V- L! P6 ?居中的却远而避之。
$ X, ~8 ^1 q$ _$ _The 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.

48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
5 O1 n5 P2 _$ K+ ~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。
) F1 [$ _4 I: X8 fWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.

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。”
: ?+ s7 u! g# @5 h9 Q& r% b7 n' `The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
$ k& ], T- [) OThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.
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9 a  O7 T0 n: Y* W& F52.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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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。
) M. g. m2 H/ z$ K/ \) o: uThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
' l8 @2 O/ Z- Nfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

0 \; {( e6 q9 \1 R* U54.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。
" t; k; r% N0 F$ x, H% }5 UIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
the 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.
1 c3 b& j( k4 k* ?/ W: f( l3 Z3 _# pI 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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0 F: J" s$ D6 G* M/ V9 g* ^' _57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
! }* t/ C# \5 N) o0 ]The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
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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？
: I+ {' n6 z  x: 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 Z& D3 f( V( K2 [% Z/ O) }59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
1 U5 y- T7 g" [8 J* Z, A9 r8 _Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

2 C: D4 K6 t  e! ?  J% k. o6 d60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
$ m, ]& K3 P/ d: uI 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
! z" u( {4 Q$ p( N; s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