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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
+ H& ?& L4 y7 _& t1 V4 ~各处去时我便爱上你,与你结婚了。 + P$ ]: o- i0 y2 K
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. 6 |% ~+ J3 L. P
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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。 3 F" U$ u0 E* I1 D' \) e7 ^" l
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
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7 p( r- a1 C! q( J3 z) l. {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。 8 x/ {+ u1 H2 C2 S3 \4 B1 @ F
Woman, 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。
7 _1 j) ]7 p4 ^ X它在夜里向我唱道:“我爱你。” , @, \. L+ l( A. N, d$ A
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years. " d# o: v( e6 d
It sings to me in the night, ---I loved you. * n4 X2 |' H( ]" z; @
8 S- E+ X; I7 H' \: q8 o5 Q9 ~% Y' R35.燃着的火,以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。 2 W! c* c% }0 F6 K6 a+ Z
把我从潜藏在灰中的余烬里救出来吧。 : V$ y. q# Q! k2 b, b
The flaming fire warns me off by its own glow.
6 v8 ]) \4 g1 T: o7 S( kSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.
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6 u% l* y4 N/ u) V! j36.我有群星在天上, - y, B9 L v) p! [% c! u
但是,唉,我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
. Y: Y7 Q( @9 ^7 O2 `0 d! I0 rI have my stars in the sky.
% g. T: U/ \# C+ ~. K" OBut oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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0 J5 k/ m# [" e37.死文字的尘土沾着你。 + D: d/ X& a, W/ [; G. o" G
用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
: o" d* K9 m; s( fThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
; _: {* R+ z) M/ a! aWash thy soul with silence. 8 ^" p& i+ Y: E' ]
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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。
& G7 F3 ^) X: n Z' W8 ZGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death. / E0 j, T; Y% O8 s
# P) Q! t t! l! j! @7 B39.世界已在早晨敞开了它的光明之心。 / Q. |0 x% K- B) S8 }* G. z
出来吧,我的心,带着你的爱去与它相会。 ) P; v1 ]4 X, p$ W
The world has opened its heart of light in the morning. , m/ o4 }( E3 t5 T
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.
: |" x/ g: D: P% UMy 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。 7 f; x. z# a. t/ s
God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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0 g9 B, C1 A% Z0 Q: G, n- K _) y' y42.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, $ n) M: ?0 [, I- x5 J7 A# c
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里,我也便将自由了。 5 e2 S) @& Z+ _
This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress. ' N5 l% x m( s
I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.
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3 G# N5 N) z! X2 J2 U* K' w |43.落日问道:“有谁继续我的职务呢?” 7 g M5 t% l6 i* T0 l
瓦灯说道:“我要尽我所能地做去,我的主人。”
1 c" j- z7 g" T) C$ L$ |9 kWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun. 5 e7 }* I/ C- D& Y3 {) i/ ]
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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+ h! f( w4 F2 z/ G C7 s44.采着花瓣时,得不到花的美丽。
Q/ W( [5 ~2 j. k# t j4 P3 \: VBy 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。
4 f, P5 J" s# _$ J6 I0 qSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds. & g/ B2 g7 E# p. s3 J$ g
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46.大的不怕与小的同游。
4 r( l4 l3 g+ i1 Y6 |居中的却远而避之。 / S2 J% b, u6 }# a2 `
The Great walks with the Small without fear.The Middling keeps aloof. & V( `( l- C# }+ b% p
" y. O$ ^& A+ _5 n+ |47.夜秘密地把花开放了,却让白日去领受谢词。 7 Z4 Z- O3 {1 k' p9 J
The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.
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" w J/ C) n( _48.权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。
4 V7 S3 f4 v& Z' W9 zPower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims. 3 j3 U. H9 d( M, e9 b
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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。 ) Y4 _/ W. P# z- M
When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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; ~& N5 E8 i1 t" K50.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。” $ l! `7 b! G: y4 [
The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
& d. ], |3 \; A, o+ Schildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven. " t( _* k% e/ |0 _0 d2 A0 @
* H5 g, r: h8 h: l9 A ?" p51.蛛网好象要捉露点,却捉住了苍蝇。 9 I& M# Z t, p9 c
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies. 1 D; F3 [9 J( o- z1 y! s! I. U0 H
" {% C, x3 N' q0 E! Y, J% o52.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。 . T5 y) p* v9 f {1 F0 s/ O
Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand, 5 S$ v. J# N+ r4 q& s
I can see your face and know you as bliss. % V# d! z% c% A$ X/ z6 k9 e, Z7 y+ [3 a/ c+ Q
: b n% c- C' `! i$ S53.萤火对天上的星说道:“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。” & N1 j# a# Q, z6 w& m
天上的星不回答它。
+ j4 o, h8 l+ _( `4 s7 XThe leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
) C+ r9 x* @+ S$ rfirefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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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。
6 ?* M1 Q; w6 a% p" s6 BIn the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to 7 \+ ^) I6 M4 W P1 L! t' c
the nest of my silence.
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55.思想掠过我的心上,如一群野鸭飞过天空。
2 z X. ^* X6 n我听见它们鼓翼之声了。 4 [9 x: y" u" }" ~, c
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
8 Q! q, {1 y/ n7 Q+ ~" q# FI hear the voice of their wings. / w& C# b2 e# V( g
( {' a3 x; V1 c( j- M+ Z56.沟洫总喜欢想:河流的存在,是专为它供给水流的。 0 B0 h0 A( D/ m. l0 C4 \
The canal loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water. 8 t: p: [) m* e5 W; m9 k- K0 h
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57.世界以它的痛苦同我接吻,而要求歌声做报酬。 ! e9 ~) @. h7 F# G6 T
The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return 2 I# J0 C, h2 q0 X d
in songs.
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) r9 t5 v, B- h! p- @% 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? ) S. P, J6 ~6 Z5 o# I/ X
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? ! J$ @) H$ e' \ @, N
/ _1 ?6 ?9 R: i0 s59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
2 b+ v( q& s tThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
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& S2 N7 z6 ~' L7 v' g8 P) P: U! G60.我把我心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中,它盛满了爱了。
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