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.

0 Z; q. d/ ^/ L33.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。
7 W( }  l8 B+ ]% l1 F3 l1 ?7 I7 uWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.

9 h4 C( J/ M2 u4 e' [34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
6 ~! o" L0 R; s2 @- F  g9 b  N5 A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.

1 f/ S" d9 c* O+ ?35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
5 ]4 P% a* A# W8 d$ f; }9 `0 I把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。
* d' j8 f2 ~' i) W! IThe flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
/ W" f) q5 |: V- T7 t# ]6 iSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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36.我有群星在天上，
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.

! B& D" ~6 W: F) w37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
: K# c" d" B) c1 J) M& e用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
5 C- f7 c5 S0 q: P) j5 uThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
, B9 P, a% D; H: bWash thy soul with silence.

$ X' [. p, [! L8 [, S1 ^38.生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
! v5 R/ y2 b7 b* a# @8 z/ V8 ~Gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

, e4 J: X  L; p, O39.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.
% Y$ y7 T) {1 K! _4 [2 M/ {Come out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

* k9 ~5 j3 S5 S: w( O: L40.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.
' r  c6 |% U( I4 U& pMy 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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7 Q* _! W/ m, V41.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。
) _9 V, z/ V, ?$ e  R2 E  e* kGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

' e9 Y/ W6 h, I2 s42.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.
I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.

+ f  h$ \) Z' f  t43.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.
  [1 ?. I5 G6 ?0 {$ yI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

1 j1 L* ?7 V( u: r44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
: H: A, i+ `6 m6 H1 zBy 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。
Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

4 ^% f5 ]+ _% O3 `+ X* d, n" |46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
: m& j$ O  U' _; D7 M7 \The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof.

47.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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& I3 E" f' l1 s/ o- r48.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。
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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9 \! \0 ]* U$ p/ Y' v9 C50.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。”
" k+ z0 L$ V& ?The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
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.

1 {) O: o( q+ Z" H& }- Y( j52.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。
+ e" R8 V& p; S% }2 a5 I; s2 p2 s: WLove! 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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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。”
/ I4 u. V; b# h3 T天上的星不回答它。
' z% h: w; W  V9 U; P' |The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
. A) B, H- A+ c  n9 dfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.

; S5 `1 p9 _: P& S54.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.

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。
' l  r: K& K& Q( X! rThoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
I hear the voice of their wings.
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  n1 u, D' T) P2 O. x: b+ o56.沟洫总喜欢想：河流的存在，是专为它供给水流的。
+ w  P" H& L2 W8 L+ v, {* @The 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。
The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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9 n# F: w2 G8 q; _& q# A. L& s/ O- S( z58.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?
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; y2 I+ p+ s8 ~7 s6 d" F59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
: J& |* B1 g4 }+ _% ~# hThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

" v, _* I" f6 D; B' }60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满了爱了。
( ^. |: m. P; \8 s8 MI 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
& S9 c2 T; k9 L( p“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