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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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。
: \# z7 q3 D: o6 |9 JWoman, 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。　　　　
% a( M6 h# L3 v0 L它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
; W" \% s; S" U$ L# }One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
6 \" ^" x1 @4 R! v9 e1 A: s: mIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

' H" Q/ i3 c" F7 u  [5 z. i35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
9 l- Z- w5 f" d0 B% V3 ~" f- x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。
/ w% o# h8 H. U7 ^/ ~8 uI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
3 ?2 n! [, a. S( f/ q$ H- P& o" e8 pThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
& L  b* _4 F" E. y+ R: C3 q/ DWash thy soul with silence.

38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
! Q* [- P2 Q4 N: BGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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" U0 v8 K1 d5 m+ b0 H% j39.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.

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.
  u( E" c( n5 X" |) A+ x+ ]( rMy 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.

+ x$ @, N" u1 N+ w; U/ \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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% p8 z0 L/ y  @: R0 E/ l. e42.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.
' E$ m( Y0 d9 D+ C) @* II shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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' L: v! [$ \+ |& ~( T6 {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.
' p6 o! i- o5 l+ D" t# GI 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。
By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
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$ ~: c# F* l$ q; ?8 ?45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
+ q" D* W! Z6 l3 p) j& n7 `, zSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

& a$ `( I6 u6 d7 a5 T$ ^46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
" _3 C4 U3 n2 XThe Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

" |$ t0 B9 l- W1 d6 O47.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.

+ p) v$ Y) G( ~( s7 `4 ^7 e9 \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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4 e0 v8 R; n/ C% `9 X49.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.

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
* y$ I# i. k) m- ?children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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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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52.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 ~3 g. O" ]. L. w% ~; MLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
2 [+ O9 h+ i& D) y! w& fI can see your face and know you as bliss.
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# c3 t6 [6 M/ g4 r53.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。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
) K. W# {# @. B. Sfirefly 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
the nest of my silence.
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' K; Y5 D, V6 ?* _: n; ]55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
9 G& S( Y2 d% R+ a" R: X我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
5 _; [# j; Z5 y+ u0 IThoughts 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.
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5 d; c% a# R4 d6 X9 ~5 u& o) [9 U57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
: {+ ]5 I5 H: ^9 H  |" n9 iThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
( ?0 j4 o  }1 z5 D' Ain songs.
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2 _/ Q4 J  Q- ^& 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?

( v! ?. g/ \- O1 Z59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

5 d, t9 V3 A) z" d' i2 l60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
9 h5 [* L5 Y. e6 R5 sI 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
/ I8 A( `& ?: I* 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