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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* T6 n4 K) V& W4 o1 c0 j  `. J) Q33.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.
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* A3 [; G2 P; g5 x# f$ @34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
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。
- ?0 G3 O% A" y5 |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.
, z  n( q- h! \; I- P5 l  u8 jSave me from the dying embers hidden under ashes.

36.我有群星在天上，
- [) z& r* O3 ~' \6 y6 P但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
( p% j) [: \# i( l! w6 ~1 o3 K+ {& e- ?I have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

4 B8 d! P! e3 Q; M" z( ]% @37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
/ C4 @/ @' C8 Z* h用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
8 ]0 A5 M2 Y3 GThe dust of the dead words clings to thee.
* R! ?* \8 D; N2 aWash 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。
; P8 Q5 p" v% x6 BGaps 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。
出来吧，我的心，带着你的爱去与它相会。
0 T9 H  {. Y/ K* wThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
2 z! m( I/ q$ s) q0 {$ O9 JCome out, my heart, with thy love to meet it.

. J* Y$ O+ e+ i8 R2 ^0 b8 u2 h40.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.
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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/ O1 u. @* g6 l; J. V" L6 S! C2 \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。
8 Y0 }: X" a3 O1 j8 wGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.

  X' Q$ R( @4 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，
我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。
& ^9 E" Z& s% n7 o. dThis 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.

43.落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”
8 Q$ m' ~; @4 Y瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”
# [- }6 q$ c* m4 J; |" @# T7 EWho is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.
I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.
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" w) Z1 p% c, ~  Y44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
4 ~0 R8 j4 Z: ?  Y% S7 ZBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
* l% A0 C& w. v3 V- DSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

. J  o+ E( [- P- ~- s46.大的不怕与小的同游。
居中的却远而避之。
) E1 P% r2 R5 [2 k/ vThe 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。
: T* V4 y& m  M3 a  @3 n5 jThe night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.

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。
: J7 B+ Z1 t/ A4 HWhen we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.
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1 ~0 ?" b- j! E* q6 G. L& x. f50.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。”
. C: ^+ C/ {- O0 CThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
& V/ T, D: o, j' wThe 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。
8 {7 I6 U$ P4 @) S. ]% v0 T8 iLove! 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。”
天上的星不回答它。
The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the
firefly to the stars.The stars made no answer.
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7 v) d5 _  R/ h/ T5 m, E54.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
& P& V4 B2 A1 E5 pthe nest of my silence.

& g9 T# Y( x# n/ F  O- ^. U4 v55.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。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
9 ?3 j7 J# l0 wI hear the voice of their wings.

# w5 G  I% s+ a0 `4 ]5 f/ Y56.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。
2 T. {/ K5 _% }+ [! `The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
- M% n- y! |! M% u* ]* Din songs.
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5 m0 H& f3 E$ p0 X/ Y$ L/ ~) l2 n58.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？
$ F* M- r4 U/ E, VThat 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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, v2 a! y8 ^$ A( }59.思想以他自己的语言喂养它自己而成长起来了。
$ Z* {( Z% ^, ?* j) z% h2 pThought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

$ _+ q, F" S4 M60.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
3 P8 J' G' k4 s1 l* Sfilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
7 n5 f% W! U4 F/ o% [8 v' o“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