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
" F4 I4 o8 {5 v3 e各处去时我便爱上你，与你结婚了。
7 U5 @% o. H9 X0 M1 q! v: tWhen 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.

/ a3 b, Y8 y. Y+ G32.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。
, w( ^- C  ]& S& D' fLet me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

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。
) v+ f( T7 p4 }" s1 ?2 HWoman, 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。　　　　
; W# {2 m! a' s9 o2 g0 O" O/ s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.
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35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
- E# f' K! A. K: R9 @& W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.
8 P  e! v5 E+ D$ t1 BSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
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% i1 F* @! {1 S/ h% t/ xI have my stars in the sky.
( m1 U* H: Q$ ]5 bBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

  B8 a+ V" j  e) K37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
& x  p% r% S2 \: e用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
+ e  a1 ^5 W+ b5 U5 u( P1 r9 aWash thy soul with silence.

) Z6 d1 l7 J# J% w% g5 B38.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.

39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。
: B" V4 [6 Z; y' @出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
. ~. W0 E/ l' y; e$ X1 ]- sThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.
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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.
5 R4 N" _, `% cMy 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.

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.
" Z; _/ S- @* V, PI 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？”
! W& i+ c; d& ~$ P% w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.
, Y! |, t  D4 ]3 P$ d) T8 KI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

% ]% F3 S. m" t44.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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45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
. e8 C9 h+ k9 E6 Q% ISilence 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。
居中的却远而避之。
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.
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$ ?) Z; S6 ?- Q( x7 Q47.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.
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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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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。
' N) B! V  W* Q3 ~6 m. xWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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. Z/ N$ l* r  u" D6 O50.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.
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/ Q9 N; f3 l; L- b" D  u! S' E51.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 Z; x4 {! m! Y* v9 U% ]; u* I1 ^% ^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。
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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" q: H+ O  u) y0 N$ v$ l1 G53.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
$ U  p, G' `$ s9 E: Dfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

' l( S5 Q, X' l6 ~0 E7 U' e2 J2 A54.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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& `# l0 c' C! T; X7 J55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
& y4 X2 [4 {  Z$ d1 y& d! G- Q" V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。
( b% b1 H: }3 N0 i5 zThe canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。
% U: W7 n( q# xThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
2 d- ~! G; U% n1 X& W: ~in songs.
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3 `) o' v3 Z2 d4 Y7 P3 b58.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？
& P, |4 ]( @# eThat 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?
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59.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.

& P$ i$ x  p4 A* J: g) Q4 q) `3 u60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
- B3 T- F7 i' _1 n* S, M0 a# cI 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
  A$ y8 M" E. L: n1 q1 Y9 ~. k, N“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