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。
- P; y( q+ Q1 |. ?- Q/ \Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

2 B2 V% S, J- C2 J: T% W33.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。
$ M2 x5 d! X- l2 E! EWoman, 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。　　　　
" V: i7 u3 T4 C# d. W  _4 _它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
0 G4 x; L, @( w" m2 YIt 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。
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.
& c# Y5 d. W0 c1 B. L5 y  ?. w. @Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
$ D: M. Z( g& j3 P; z8 p$ }但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
& J/ r: F' C0 e- \% b+ ~用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
, G0 ~% s$ u+ {$ i2 R# eWash thy soul with silence.
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0 a7 k2 r" P. t6 t7 e5 [% p38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
# W) b1 ]7 J" ?  n! H- uGaps 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) T. ~3 O, L" fThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
; S2 Q! h6 |, A5 \. _! W  QCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

, s2 j: z# B5 _- ]( ~7 |; h9 Y40.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.
3 C/ ^. \- n, O0 h! `2 f. l: }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。
& u+ J2 V: a8 `2 FGod'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。
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.
- P# {3 x6 ~) p1 wI shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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! T2 ~) l5 P2 P43.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。”
) x; f3 W. S  u6 k8 E" O) D) g% [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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  d- V* `3 k3 B+ W44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
3 Z+ P, i9 |+ ~- RBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

$ @0 o- W) _1 D$ @6 j) l9 m5 R45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
. n& j% ]& v8 G3 F, T! F2 G; ISilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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$ W/ b( U$ E9 p46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
- F; ~) R% Q  T; BThe 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。
! [% |  `+ B+ P9 @+ w$ g# d4 ^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。
Power takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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( S" Y% z* f1 [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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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# ~5 o& R* ~1 S% H1 T50.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
+ }8 U9 m$ }: c' ^* Y$ ~$ echildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.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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/ p" f6 m$ A6 Z52.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。
3 ]8 F& r' G: Z. ?, j  q) ^0 ^7 ]Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
I can see your face and know you as bliss.

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。”
- O+ ^7 b/ n5 H. j. ]天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

& S8 q6 {; K# T. Y' ~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
# u$ g! Y  z% x7 q: x+ f5 M% e6 F; Hthe nest of my silence.

0 k( ~* R, b. i( h55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
( E3 {9 H. u! B" Q# l我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
0 O6 m4 U4 g! M4 _I hear the voice of their wings.

. |! C# S. Z4 t* i. E+ T56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
" l& i8 q& I: J+ V+ n. IThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.
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& G7 N( r2 U; ^) p57.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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+ q: g7 H7 f+ w4 y58.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?

59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
$ s' P. w2 l) I8 e  ^0 F- X: [! T. t! ?Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

: I" u4 k/ m3 D" L- l- ?) i2 p) j60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
I 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
  J$ c/ Y+ {$ ?( Q6 Z“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