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
- i  C  t" {( ^, O0 v: T) M" g各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
: z) h; f: Z! K) z1 fWhen 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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) \3 ]- d; F3 |9 `5 u, w7 T32.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。
# f5 y1 ?% I5 V3 HLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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% N: W# X/ q  R2 M% V33.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。
( l5 ?& R5 s  Q, h3 iWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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% ]" b) t& R" Z7 o& _34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
: a' S+ x* o, R/ E* R: X1 ~' d! e它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
! C+ I9 H; z* f1 t3 p( k; P7 X( zOne 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。
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
) X2 q: L, H$ t6 U: W( w! H* R& NThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
Save me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

. Y8 w. H& M' C" r$ P5 L36.我有群星在天上，
, _% I, S4 {/ F  ^. I8 G  G' b但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
  G, N" i6 }+ f# x) GI have my stars in the sky.
9 d7 s" D2 C+ v+ f* l3 aBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
3 Q4 Y+ x1 j1 @用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash thy soul with silence.
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( D5 L$ x( Z1 V6 w# Q' N" U38.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.

* l8 k5 B6 p- G  ^; l) J$ u' F- G39.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。
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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8 q. i2 Q& k0 Q40.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.
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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。
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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# V4 V9 Y; A7 K7 W1 `5 v42.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，
2 \, w' L: Z0 D0 m2 s8 A  U我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
: ?8 u& E9 ^6 [3 tThis 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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) d. Z7 x4 U0 Q8 k  @( j, i43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
' j  V6 l; q2 G" t% K5 g瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
) D* x$ D. p3 B* j: F4 |1 ~0 dWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
( J# W' L1 m* `6 bI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
+ i5 d  `6 _8 V. |By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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1 Z/ d) E; b1 i8 E$ A/ j5 T45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
/ o. @5 J% ^1 d+ N1 r+ d. Y" `Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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  u, U; s/ W1 \4 N; F! g3 B2 C& p46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
7 p7 y5 u% p5 x3 Z% {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。
' E2 j$ j2 n( a) U% J5 o* u/ J' VThe 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。
2 O* {, X$ j) x$ u% N7 G8 LPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.

/ G3 E; `8 f7 i* ~6 a49.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。
- u! W+ h' j9 e& y# EWhen 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。”
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

( ^/ q( N( o6 t( S6 k! {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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7 @: @: k$ D4 l) {- g8 ?, `7 C52.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。
2 |/ _8 u# q, q7 PLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
8 C$ p8 r; a8 l4 o, R3 e: D* AI 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。
* b0 A- V5 e2 c5 y' v' }The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly 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。
3 K! i1 i9 o) b4 Q7 WIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to
) Z* E4 f, s  W4 L7 K4 a+ A6 C; Uthe 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。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.

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.

: f+ j* C) |( r, E, V$ v# k4 f; r57.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
3 O* q0 j! c) U, I$ Gin 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？
8 t" \) b8 N7 A6 R) ]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?

7 H2 K3 F5 m9 o/ l  [. L59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
% S  Y: B' Y9 _$ I1 y" g& fThought 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。
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
“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