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。
6 K8 v8 i' D+ O  D: SWhen 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.

8 e5 q# c; j5 E9 O3 z. F* w6 f32.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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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。
- `. q& @6 |8 p) C2 KWoman, with the grace of your fingers you touched my things and order came out like music.
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! @* y- f# B" O6 u& Y34.一个忧郁的声音，筑巢于逝水似的年华中。　　　　
. Q# q! \" G, G: A; r它在夜里向我唱道：“我爱你。”
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years.
- T; a- c' ]0 {, K+ C3 |4 b: VIt sings to me in the night, ---I loved you.

9 I: F8 T. J( M35.燃着的火，以它熊熊的光焰警告我不要走近它。
$ F7 C6 d4 B/ u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.
Save 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。
5 h# A4 k, u+ g4 ?% YI have my stars in the sky.
But oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.
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37.死文字的尘土沾着你。
3 w3 U4 O# l3 \# x* X/ E- T6 c用沉默去洗净你的灵魂吧。
The dust of the dead words clings to thee.
% K, l$ Z" K9 |0 v- q: fWash 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。
9 f* d; m; S4 c7 g* [; gGaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.
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1 E" H0 ~. Q/ z: N5 u39.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。
) n( Q  o; A; n) `( g3 F' bThe world has opened its heart of light in the morning.
  x2 M8 E0 D3 I$ }. FCome 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.
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.

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。
2 A" q1 M# M$ qGod's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the storm.
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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。
  v& Z' D) z4 O# ZThis 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？”
0 m; p8 l5 q: ]) I# O! 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.
$ _1 X* i* @* q" XI shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

! T" P- h. s, Z44.采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
% B* ?( {6 E9 A( c5 K' Z! cBy plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

* w9 i. v3 L& K- F# I45.沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。
4 g7 U# |9 T7 vSilence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.
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& l9 S" |3 D% x6 h6 i/ M+ D% e46.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.

47.夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。
" K( M6 t/ [: _& W3 V: F( a: }The 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。
! m- [4 ~3 e# V  TPower 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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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。”
2 }( q  B. T7 Y2 |9 d! MThe raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick
3 A# B0 X0 {) M2 p, o% achildren, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.
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( _6 o! Q" |5 B) |9 z% f; c51.蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。
The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

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。
2 y1 I9 d, q' w8 m- oLove! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
5 ^% X! I+ ?! D9 R0 h5 f0 u* Z. P8 FI 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。”
  Y- o5 {* d; C4 n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.

7 u# ]3 B9 j& H8 _2 `' \1 h/ q54.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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* Y. {- \/ q* r0 r, S/ E( ~' E# }55.思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。
$ I, ?7 Z" |' W- f: }, }7 j我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.
8 a' k' P, z( b  ?3 L5 {% ?/ {& XI 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。
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。
/ B/ n: Z( j5 b# _$ D3 ZThe world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return
in songs.
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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？
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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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.

" m  J4 p/ z" A  w) a2 I, A. @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
' S0 ]& ^5 B" s( y6 l5 q) mfilled with love.

devilpe

the perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the imperfect
, f& W0 V" T9 _/ L“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