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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1 S1 u0 x; p1 y$ Y0 y32.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。
6 F4 j8 ?: L* r5 b7 z8 \/ @7 \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。
Woman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

4 e! ?  y8 A0 W! @7 f34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
. z) Q! ~/ Y) T9 A. d1 ?; t* K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。
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
& f$ {2 }; I; K+ J! g/ _8 _8 zThe 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，
' f. b1 J9 x1 i# ~但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
4 D7 P, W+ x, h7 tI have my stars in the sky.
- F$ F8 \6 E+ {But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

9 m3 ?5 u8 y" g2 \6 }2 d! c37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
3 ^* C: ~! R* ]. O9 Z; U% t用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
" x7 M9 U0 r+ iThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
Wash 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。
' S; |9 e6 \3 k9 MGaps 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。
3 n" W) J, `: G出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
+ c' v# ~' r+ a6 R3 Q* W) d+ UThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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- J0 T0 |3 a; ~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.
  S  \: Y1 C3 {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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) O: W! i" g+ z- d/ t$ J42.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，
8 s/ @4 H& F' T0 t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.
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？”
, f% ~8 ?2 ]* ?0 G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.
' n$ s. C3 X6 EI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

% p8 t1 d7 m2 u44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
# ^7 y* I8 G7 }/ l) kBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

( v6 o, v  X. L6 {45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
5 e8 t+ i% Z- W# @/ N" s$ g) T" uSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

5 c. i  ^, G- l5 z% |! r46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
; [: v; f0 d- t- ~9 G7 ^The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

( c# l& z# ^; Y/ O3 q& H6 v47.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.

/ L- ^- P. n. ^1 A) j48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
& \0 z0 a/ C( q8 |" ZPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.
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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.

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。”
. b, l# F0 B3 r, o( `* A" eThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
% v3 r% }2 S* B3 A& fchildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
. ^& y. _" N) }2 SThe cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

1 J- y$ ^: c% d% V& C2 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。
% l4 B' G6 M: c; kLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
% O! [2 F6 }8 T( YI 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。”
天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
. z! @+ B9 O3 f; J9 Dfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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' U. q+ G. s7 d; U( B% \; ~* w54.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
) [  q7 n8 f: t  I9 [. A- H8 lthe nest of my silence.

& t7 j) t8 S. E# [& W55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
! J1 o( _( a, i/ M6 D6 [; N6 @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.
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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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57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
( f  N; j3 G8 R# T* h$ pThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.

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？
1 l, i' s4 g( c* f, Z% 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?

/ F, x/ L: }4 J59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
" N2 O! }5 |4 x4 ]: @Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

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
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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
* ^1 ?& C( e* v! i* Y% j" F' o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