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泰戈尔情诗歌中英对照
泰戈尔一生笔耕不辍,爱情诗的数量尤多,其爱情诗内容广泛,种类繁多,吸引了世界上的不少读者。
泰戈尔情诗歌《恋人的馈赠》中英对照
1. YOU ALLOWED your kingly power to vanish, Shajahan, but your wish was to make imperishable a tear-drop of love.
Time has no pity for the human heart, he laughs at its sad struggle to remember.
You allured him with beauty, made him captive, and crowned the formless death with fadeless form.
The secret whispered in the hush of night to the ear of your love is wrought in the perpetual silence of stone.
Though empires crumble to dust, and centuries are lost in shadows， the marble still sighs to the stars, “I remember.”
“I remember.“ - But life forgets, for she has her call to the Endless and she goes on her voyage unburdened, leaving her memories to the forlorn forms of beauty.
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泰戈尔爱情诗集-《恋人的馈赠》
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1。你准许你那王者般的威力消失了去，沙加汗，可你那希翼，原是想作一滴永恒的爱的泪滴。
时光对人心无怜无惜，他嘲笑它悲哀的挣扎以记住过去。
你以美貌吸引了他，使他做了你爱的俘虏，并冠于了无形的死亡以永不消逝的形式。
静静夜里，那悄声传入你爱人耳朵的秘密，被精致得永存于石头的沉寂。
即便帝国化作尘土，世纪也消失于阴影，大理石却向星星叹息曰，“我记得呢。”
“我记得。”-可生活会忘却，只因她被永恒召唤，并轻松的做起她的行旅，仅将她的记忆留于了美丽的孤寂形式。
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(* 这个说的是印度国王纪悼王后的故事。)
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2。COME TO MY garden walk, my love. Pass by the fervid flowers that press themselves on your sight. Pass them by, stopping at some chance joy, that like a sudden wonder of sunset illumines, yet eludes.
For love''s gift is shy, it never tells its name, it flits across the shade, spreading a shiver of joy along the dust. Overtake it or miss it for ever. But a gift that can be grasped is merely a frail flower, or a lamp with a flame that will flicker.
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来我的花园足径走走啊，我的爱。经由我那些热情奔放的花朵呀，他们相拥着贴近你的眼前。经由他们呀，若可能心欢喜时就驻步慢慢看，那欢喜啊，犹若夕阳突然变换的奇幻，却又转眼即消散。
给爱的馈赠是害羞呢，它从来不说自己的名姓，却轻盈盈的掠过自己的阴影，沿着尘埃传开令人激颤的欣喜。超越它，抑或会永远错过它。可一个能得到的礼物，仅仅是朵娇弱的花朵，抑或是一盏火光闪烁的油灯呢。
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3。THE FRUITS COME in crowds into my orchard, they jostle each other. They surge up in the light in an anguish of fullness.
Proudly step into my orchard, my queen, sit there in the shade, pluck the ripe fruits from their stems, and let them yield, to the utmost, their burden of sweetness at your lips.
In my orchard the butterflies shake their wings in the sun, the leaves tremble, the fruits clamour to come to completion.
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我的果园里，鲜美的果实蜂拥而至，他们互相挤挤撞撞的。阳光下，他们怒冲冲地丰盈着体态，波涛般汹涌而此起彼伏。
骄傲地来到我的花园啊， 我的王后，坐在那树荫里，摘下那些已然成熟的果子呀，让它们咿呀惊叫，不管它们如何叫得响亮，它们的重担--那甜蜜，只是为了你的柔唇而生的哦。
我的花园里，阳光下，蝴蝶呼扇着蝶衣，树叶儿微微颤，果子喧哗着将变得丰美圆满。
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4。SHE IS NEAR TO my heart as the meadow-flower to the earth; she is sweet to me as sleep is to tired limbs. My love for her is my life flowing in its fullness, like a river in autumn flood, running with serene abandonment.
My songs are one with my love, like the murmur of a stream, that sings with all its waves and currents.
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她如此贴近我心，犹如湿漉漉草坪上的花朵贴近大地;她对我而言如此甜蜜，犹如睡眠之于疲倦的四肢;我对她的爱，是我的生命流淌最丰美之时，犹如一条河水在秋日的泛滥，奔淌着静静的狂流。
我的歌充满着我的爱，若夏日的小溪低声悄语，以它的波和浪卷起欢歌。
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5。I WOULD ASK for still more, if I had the sky with all its stars, and the world with its endless riches; but I would be content with the smallest corner of this earth if only she were mine.
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我依然会要求很多，若我拥有整个天空及其繁星，若我拥有这世界的无穷的金银;可若她是我的，我哪怕在这世界只拥有一个小小角落，也因此心满意足了。
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--待续--
(* 特别喜欢诗圣泰戈尔深沉、细腻、充满哲思和宗教色彩、想像丰富的古典派散文诗，所以就翻译了一些;有人说他写的太简单，偶要说-那是因为你根本没有看懂。他的诗歌意思有很多层次，偶总是琢磨不透，所以薄薄的两个诗集翻来翻去快看烂了，赫赫。他写的很多集子是给他暗恋的一个嫂子，因为他俩是青梅竹马的知音，因为她过早去世，所以他总对她怀念不尽，你细细品味就会知道哪些部分其实是写给她的哦。)
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Rabindranath Tagore‘s Verses -- Lover''s Gift
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泰戈尔爱情诗集-《恋人的馈赠》
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6.IN THE LIGHT of this thriftless day of spring, my poet, sing of those who pass by and do not linger, who laugh as they run and never look back, who blossom in an hour of unreasoning delight, and fade in a moment without regret.
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Do not sit down silently, to tell the beads of your past tears and smiles, - do not stop to pick up the dropped petals from the flowers of overnight, do not go to seek things that evade you, to know the meaning that is not plain, - leave the gaps in your life where they are, for the music to come out of their depths.
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在这春天可奢侈去的阳光里，我的诗人，歌唱那些路过却不会踯躅不去的人们吧，歌唱那些边跑边笑一去不返的人们吧，歌唱那些莫名却轻松而绽了一小时的花卉吧，它们旋开即落却毫不后悔呢。
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不要默默的坐下，说说你以往珠子般的泪儿以及微笑呀;--不要停下捡起隔夜而落的瓣瓣落花;不要去寻觅躲着你的东西，也不要去了解那不同寻常的深意;--倘若你人生有缺，随它去吧，音乐，会在那深深处飘荡而出。
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7.IT IS LITTLE that remains now, the rest was spent in one careless summer. It is just enough to put in a song and sing to you; to weave in a flower- chain gently clasping your wrist; to hang in your ear like a round pink pearl, like a blushing whisper; to risk in a game one evening and utterly lose.
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My boat is a frail small thing, not fit for crossing wild waves in the rain. If you but lightly step on it I shall gently row you by the shelter of the shore, where the dark water in ripples are like a dream-ruffled sleep; where the dove''s cooing from the drooping branches makes the noon- day shadows plaintive. At the day''s end, when you are tired, I shall pluck a dripping lily to put in your hair and take my leave.
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现在我已所剩无几，其它的早就消磨在漫不经心的夏季，仅存的这些，足以做首歌儿歌唱给你，或者编进花儿里，再将花儿串起，你戴着会轻敲你的手腕儿呢;或者挂在你的耳朵上，如一颗粉色圆润的珍珠，又如一句害羞的呢喃耳语;或者某个夜晚冒险玩游戏，然后全部输了去。
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我的船儿是那般的弱小呢，不适于在大雨里渡过狂风巨浪的。若你只轻轻步入这船儿，我会沿岸边的树荫悠悠地划桨，那儿沉沉暗水泛起涟漪，尤若酣睡被梦翻起;那儿低垂的树枝里，树鸽咕咕的叫鸣，使那中午的影子充满忧悒。 当白昼过尽，当你疲倦之时，我会摘一朵滴水的百合，插入你的发际，然后就离去。
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8.THERE IS ROOM for you. You are alone with your few sheaves of rice. My boat is crowded, it is heavily laden, but how can I turn you away? your young body is slim and swaying; there is a twinkling smile in the edge of your eyes, and your robe is coloured like the rain-cloud.
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The travellers will land for different roads and homes. You will sit for a while on the prow of my boat, and at the journey''s end none will keep you back.
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Where do you go, and to what home, to garner your sheaves? I will not question you, but when I fold my sails and moor my boat, I shall sit and wonder in the evening, - Where do you go, and to what home, to garner your sheaves?
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还有些为你而留的余地。你只身带着几束稻子。我的船儿拥拥挤挤，装载沉沉，可我又怎能将你所拒?你年轻的身子那般纤细，摇晃不定;你的眼角微笑闪闪，你的袍色雨云一般。
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乘客靠岸后路途各异、归家各异。你会在我的船头稍坐歇息，可船到了目的地，无人会阻拦你的离去。
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为储存那些稻子，你会去往哪里，会走向哪个屋子?我不会询问你的，可当我收起我的帆、停泊了我的船，我会坐在夜里痴痴而疑-只为储存那些稻子，你去了哪里，走向了哪个屋子?
Rabindranath Tagore‘s Verses -- Lover''s Gift
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泰戈尔爱情诗集-《恋人的馈赠》
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9.WOMAN, YOUR basket is heavy, your limbs are tired. For what distance have you set out, with what hunger of profit? The way is long and the dust is hot in the sun.
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See, the lake is deep and full, its water dark like a crow''s eye. The banks are sloping and tender with grass.
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Dip your tired feet into the water. The noon-tide wind will pass its fingers through your hair; the pigeons will croon their sleep songs, the leaves will murmur the secrets that nestle in the shadows.
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What matters it if the hours pass and the sun sets; if the way through the desolate land be lost in the waning light.
世界上最遥远的距离，不是生与死.而是我就站在你的面前，你却不知道我爱你.
the furthest distance in the world is not between life and death but when i stand in front of you yet you don't know that i love you.
一次，我们梦见我们是不相识的。我们醒了才发现我们爱着对方.
Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
我的心是旷野的鸟，在你的眼睛里找到了它的天空。
My heart, the bird of the wilderness, has found its sky in your eyes.
它是大地的泪点，使她的微笑保持着青春不谢。
It is the tears of the earth that keep her smiles in bloom.
如果你因失去了太阳而流泪，那么你也失去了群星。
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.
你看不见你自己，你所看见的只是你的影子。
What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.
瀑布歌唱道：”当我找到了自己的自由时,我找到了我的歌。“
The waterfall sing, ”I find my song, when I find my freedom.“
你微微地笑着，不同我说什么话。而我觉得，为了这个，我已等待得久了。
You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.
人不能在他的历史中表现出他自己，他在历史中奋斗着露出头角。
Man does not reveal himself in his history, he struggles up through it.
我们如海鸥之与波涛相遇似地，遇见了，走近了。海鸥飞去，波涛滚滚地流开，我们也分别了。
Like the meeting of the seagulls and the waves we meet and come near.The seagulls fly off, the waves roll away and we depart.
当我们是大为谦卑的时候，便是我们最接近伟大的时候。
We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.
决不要害怕刹那--永恒之声这样唱着。
Never be afraid of the moments--thus sings the voice of the everlasting.
”完全“为了对”不全“的爱，把自己装饰得美丽。
The perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the Imperfect.
错误经不起失败，但是真理却不怕失败。
Wrong cannot afford defeat but Right can.
这寡独的黄昏，幕着雾与雨，我在我的心的孤寂里，感觉到它的叹息。
In my solitude of heart I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled with mist and rain.
我们把世界看错了，反说它欺骗我们。
We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.
人对他自己建筑起堤防来。
Man barricades against himself.
使生如夏花之绚烂，死如秋叶之静美。
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
我想起了浮泛在生与爱与死的川流上的许多别的时代，以及这些时代之被遗忘，我便感觉到离开尘世的自由了。
I think of other ages that floated upon the stream of life and love and death and are forgotten, and I feel thefreedom of passing away.
只管走过去，不必逗留着采了花朵来保存，因为一路上花朵自会继续开放的。
Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on,for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.
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.I hear the voice of their wings.
”谁如命运似的催着我向前走呢?“”那是我自己，在身背后大跨步走着。“
Who drives me forward like fate?The Myself striding on my back.
我们的欲望把彩虹的颜色借给那只不过是云雾的人生。
Our desire lends the colours of the rainbow to the mere mists and vapours of life.
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.
夏天的飞鸟，飞到我窗前唱歌，又飞去了。 秋天的黄叶，他们没有什麼可唱的，只是叹息一声，飞落在那里。
The mighty desert is burning for the love of a blade of grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away.
伟大的沙漠为了绿叶的爱而燃烧，而她摇摇头、笑著、飞走了。
The sands in you way beg for your song and your movement,dancing water.Will you carry the burden of their lameness?
跳著舞的流水啊!当你途中的泥沙为你的歌声和流动哀求时， 你可愿意担起他们跛足的
一次，我们梦见我们是不相识的。我们醒了才发现我们爱着对方.
Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
我的心是旷野的鸟，在你的眼睛里找到了它的天空。
My heart, the bird of the wilderness, has found its sky in your eyes.
它是大地的泪点，使她的微笑保持着青春不谢。
It is the tears of the earth that keep her smiles in bloom.
如果你因失去了太阳而流泪，那么你也失去了群星。
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.
你看不见你自己，你所看见的只是你的影子。
What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.
瀑布歌唱道：”当我找到了自己的自由时,我找到了我的歌。“
The waterfall sing, ”I find my song, when I find my freedom.“
你微微地笑着，不同我说什么话。而我觉得，为了这个，我已等待得久了。
You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.
人不能在他的历史中表现出他自己，他在历史中奋斗着露出头角。
Man does not reveal himself in his history, he struggles up through it.
我们如海鸥之与波涛相遇似地，遇见了，走近了。海鸥飞去，波涛滚滚地流开，我们也分别了。
Like the meeting of the seagulls and the waves we meet and come near.The seagulls fly off, the waves roll away and we depart.
当我们是大为谦卑的时候，便是我们最接近伟大的时候。
We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.
决不要害怕刹那--永恒之声这样唱着。
Never be afraid of the moments--thus sings the voice of the everlasting.
”完全“为了对”不全“的爱，把自己装饰得美丽。
The perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the Imperfect.
错误经不起失败，但是真理却不怕失败。
Wrong cannot afford defeat but Right can.
这寡独的黄昏，幕着雾与雨，我在我的心的孤寂里，感觉到它的叹息。
In my solitude of heart I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled with mist and rain.
我们把世界看错了，反说它欺骗我们。
We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.
人对他自己建筑起堤防来。
Man barricades against himself.
使生如夏花之绚烂，死如秋叶之静美。
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
我想起了浮泛在生与爱与死的川流上的许多别的时代，以及这些时代之被遗忘，我便感觉到离开尘世的自由了。
I think of other ages that floated upon the stream of life and love and death and are forgotten, and I feel thefreedom of passing away.
只管走过去，不必逗留着采了花朵来保存，因为一路上花朵自会继续开放的。
Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on,for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.
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.I hear the voice of their wings.
”谁如命运似的催着我向前走呢?“”那是我自己，在身背后大跨步走着。“
Who drives me forward like fate?The Myself striding on my back.
我们的欲望把彩虹的颜色借给那只不过是云雾的人生。
关于泰戈尔的经典名言中英对照
1.如果你因失去了太阳而流泪，那么你也失去了群星。
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.
2.我的心是旷野的鸟，在你的眼睛里找到了它的天空。
My heart, the bird of the wilderness, has found its sky in your eyes.
3.它是大地的泪点，使她的微笑保持着青春不谢。
It is the tears of the earth that keep her smiles in bloom.
4.你看不见你自己，你所看见的只是你的影子。
What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.
5.瀑布歌唱道：”当我找到了自己的自由时,我找到了我的歌。“
The waterfall sing, ”I find my song, when I find my freedom.“
6.你微微地笑着，不同我说什么话。而我觉得，为了这个，我已等待得久了。
You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.
7.人不能在他的历史中表现出他自己，他在历史中奋斗着露出头角。
Man does not reveal himself in his history, he struggles up through it.
8.我们如海鸥之与波涛相遇似地，遇见了，走近了。海鸥飞去，波涛滚滚地流开，我们也分别了。
Like the meeting of the seagulls and the waves we meet and come near.The seagulls fly off, the waves roll away and we depart.
9.当我们是大为谦卑的.时候，便是我们最接近伟大的时候。
We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.
10.决不要害怕刹那永恒之声这样唱着。
Never be afraid of the moments--thus sings the voice of the everlasting.
11.完全为了对不全的爱，把自己装饰得美丽。
The perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the Imperfect.
12.错误经不起失败，但是真理却不怕失败。
Wrong cannot afford defeat but right can.
13.这寡独的黄昏，幕着雾与雨，我在我的心的孤寂里，感觉到它的叹息。
In my solitude of heart I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled with mist and rain.
14.我们把世界看错了，反说它欺骗我们。
We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.
15.人对他自己建筑起堤防来。
Man barricades against himself.
16.使生如夏花之绚烂，死如秋叶之静美。
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
17.我想起了其他的浮泛在生与死与爱以及被遗忘的川流上的的时代，我便感觉到离开尘世的自由了。
I think of other ages that floated upon the stream of life and love and death and are forgotten, and I feel the freedom of passing away.
18.只管走过去，不必逗留着采了花朵来保存，因为一路上花朵自会继续开放的。
Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on , for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.
19.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. I hear the voice of their wings.
20.”谁如命运似的催着我向前走呢？“”那是我自己，在身背后大跨步走着。“
Who drives me forward like fate？The Myself striding on my back.
21.我们的欲望把彩虹的颜色借给那只不过是云雾的人生。
Our desire lends the colours of the rainbow to the mere mists and vapours of life.
22.夏天的飞鸟，飞到我窗前唱歌，又飞去了。 秋天的黄叶，他们没有什麼可唱的，只是叹息一声，飞落在那里。
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.
23.伟大的沙漠为了绿叶的爱而燃烧，而她摇摇头、笑著、飞走了。
The mighty desert is burning for the love of a blade of grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away.
冰心译泰戈尔诗集（中英对照）
1
你已经使我永生，这样做是你的欢乐。这脆薄的杯儿，你不断的把它倒空，又不断的以新生命来充满。
这小小的苇笛，你携带着它逾山越谷，从笛管里吹出永新的音乐。
在你双手的不朽的按抚下，我的小小的心，消融在无边快乐之中，发出不可言说的词调。
你的无穷的赐予只倾入我小小的手里。时代过去了，你还在倾注，而我的手里还有余量待充满。
Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.
This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales, and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.
At the immortal touch of thy hands my little heart loses its limits in joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable.
Thy infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of mine. Ages pass, and still thou pourest, and still there is room to fill.
2
当你命令我歌唱的时候，我的心似乎要因着骄傲而炸裂;我仰望着你的脸，眼泪涌上我的眶里。
我生命中一切的凝涩与矛盾融化成一片甜柔的谐音——我的赞颂像一只欢乐的鸟，振翼飞越海洋。
我知道你欢喜我的歌唱。我知道只因为我是个歌者，才能走到你的面前。
我用我的歌曲的远伸的翅梢，触到了你的双脚，那是我从来不敢想望触到的。
在歌唱中陶醉，我忘了自己，你本是我的主人，我却称你为朋友。
When thou commandest me to sing it seems that my heart would break with pride; and I look to thy face, and tears come to my eyes.
All that is harsh and dissonant in my life melts into one sweet harmony---and my adoration spreads wings like a glad bird on its flight across the sea.
I know thou takest pleasure in my singing. I know that only as a singer I come before thy presence.
I touch by the edge of the far-spreading wing of my song thy feet which I could never aspire to reach.
Drunk with the joy of singing I forget myself and call thee friend who art my lord.
3
我不知道你怎样地唱，我的主人!我总在惊奇地静听。
你的音乐的光辉照亮了世界。你的音乐的气息透彻诸天。你的音乐的圣泉冲过一切阻挡的岩石，向前奔涌。
我的心渴望和你合唱，而挣扎不出一点声音。我想说话，但是言语不成歌曲，我叫不出来。呵，你使我的心变成了你的音乐的漫天大网中的俘虏，我的主人!
I know not how thou singest, my master! I ever listen in silent amazement.
The light of thy music illumines the world. The life breath of thy music runs from sky to sky.
The holy stream of thy music breaks through all stony obstacles and rushes on.
My heart longs to join in thy song, but vainly struggles for a voice. I would speak, but speech breaks not into song, and I cry out baffled. Ah, thou hast made my heart captive in the endless meshes of thy music, my master!
4
我生命的生命，我要保持我的躯体永远纯洁，因为我知道你的生命的摩抚，接触着我的四肢。
我要永远从我的思想中屏除虚伪，因为我知道你就是那在我心中燃起理智之火的真理。
我要从我心中驱走一切的丑恶，使我的爱开花，因为我知道你在我的心宫深处安设了坐位。
我要努力在我的行为上表现你，因为我知道是你的威力，给我力量来行动。
Life of my life, I shall ever try to keep my body pure, knowing that thy living touch is upon all my limbs.
I shall ever try to keep all untruths out from my thoughts, knowing that thou art that truth which has kindled the light of reason in my mind.
I shall ever try to drive all evils away from my heart and keep my love in flower, knowing that thou hast thy seat in the inmost shrine of my heart.
And it shall be my endeavour to reveal thee in my actions, knowing it is thy power gives me strength to act.
5
请容我懈怠一会儿，来坐在你的身旁。我手边的工作等一下子再去完成。
不在你的面前，我的心就不知道什么是安逸和休息，我的工作变成了无边的劳役海中的无尽的劳役。
今天，炎暑来到我的窗前，轻嘘微语：群蜂在花树的宫廷中尽情弹唱。
这正是应该静坐的时光，和你相对，在这静寂和无边的闲暇里唱出生命的献歌。
I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.
Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite, and my work becomes an endless toil in a shoreless sea of toil.
Today the summer has come at my window with its sighs and murmurs; and the bees are plying their minstrelsy at the court of the flowering grove.
Now it is time to sit quite, face to face with thee, and to sing dedication of live in this silent and overflowing leisure.
6
摘下这朵花来，拿了去罢，不要迟延!我怕它会萎谢了，掉在尘土里。
它也许不配上你的花冠，但请你采折它，以你手采折的痛苦来给它光宠。我怕在我警觉之先，日光已逝，供献的时间过了。
虽然它颜色不深，香气很淡，请仍用这花来礼拜，趁着还有时间，就采折罢。
Pluck this little flower and take it, delay not! I fear lest it droop and drop into the dust.
I may not find a place in thy garland, but honour it with a touch of pain from thy hand and pluck it. I fear lest the day end before I am aware, and the time of offering go by.
Though its colour be not deep and its smell be faint, use this flower in thy service and pluck it while there is time.
7
我的歌曲把她的妆饰卸掉。她没有了衣饰的骄奢。妆饰会成为我们合一之玷：它们会横阻在我们之间，它们叮噹的声音会掩没了你的细语。
我的诗人的虚荣心，在你的容光中羞死。呵，诗圣，我已经拜倒在你的脚前。只让我的生命简单正直像一枝苇笛，让你来吹出音乐。
My song has put off her adornments. She has no pride of dress and decoration. Ornaments would mar our union; they would come between thee and me; their jingling would drown thy whispers.
My poet's vanity dies in shame before thy sight. O master poet, I have sat down at thy feet. Only let me make my life simple and straight, like a flute of reed for thee to fill with music.
8
那穿起王子的衣袍和挂起珠宝项练的孩子，在游戏中他失去了一切的快乐;他的衣服绊着他的步履。
为怕衣饰的破裂和污损，他不敢走进世界，甚至于不敢挪动。
母亲，这是毫无好处的，如你的华美的约束，使人和大地健康的尘土隔断，把人进入日常生活的盛大集会的权利剥夺去了。
The child who is decked with prince's robes and who has jewelled chains round his neck loses all pleasure in his play; his dress hampers him at every step.
In fear that it may be frayed, or stained with dust he keeps himself from the world, and is afraid even to move.
Mother, it is no gain, thy bondage of finery, if it keeps one shut off from the healthful dust of the earth, if it rob one of the right of entrance to the great fair of common human life.
9
呵，傻子，想把自己背在肩上!呵，乞人，来到你自己门口求乞!
把你的负担卸在那双能担当一切的手中罢，永远不要惋惜地回顾。
你的欲望的气息，会立刻把它接触到的灯火吹灭。它是不圣洁的——不要从它不洁的手中接受礼物。只领受神圣的爱所付予的东西。
O Fool, try to carry thyself upon thy own shoulders! O beggar, to come beg at thy own door!
Leave all thy burdens on his hands who can bear all, and never look behind in regret.
Thy desire at once puts out the light from the lamp it touches with its breath. It is unholy---take not thy gifts through its unclean hands. Accept only what is offered by sacred love.
10
这是你的脚凳，你在最贫最贱最失所的人群中歇足。
我想向你鞠躬，我的敬礼不能达到你歇足地方的深处——那最贫最贱最失所的人群中。
你穿着破敝的衣服，在最贫最贱最失所的人群中行走，骄傲永远不能走近这个地方。
你和那最没有朋友的最贫最贱最失所的人们作伴，我的心永远找不到那个地方。
Here is thy footstool and there rest thy feet where live the poorest, and lowliest, and lost.
When I try to bow to thee, my obeisance cannot reach down to the depth where thy feet rest among the poorest, and lowliest, and lost.
Pride can never approach to where thou walkest in the clothes of the humble among the poorest, and lowliest, and lost.
My heart can never find its way to where thou keepest company with the companionless among the poorest, the lowliest, and the lost.
11
把礼赞和数珠撇在一边罢!你在门窗紧闭幽暗孤寂的殿角里，向谁礼拜呢?睁开眼你看，上帝不在你的面前!
他是在锄着枯地的农夫那里，在敲石的造路工人那里。太阳下，阴雨里，他和他们同在，衣袍上蒙着尘土。脱掉你的圣袍，甚至像他一样的下到泥土里去罢!
超脱吗?从哪里找超脱呢?我们的主已经高高兴兴地把创造的锁链带起：他和我们大家永远连系在一起。
从静坐里走出来罢，丢开供养的香花!你的衣服污损了又何妨呢?去迎接他，在劳动里，流汗里，和他站在一起罢。
Leave this chanting and singing and telling of beads! Whom dost thou worship in this lonely dark corner of a temple with doors all shut? Open thine eyes and see thy God is not before thee!
He is there where the tiller is tilling the hard ground and where the pathmaker is breaking stones. He is with them in sun and in shower, and his garment is covered with dust. Put of thy holy mantle and even like him come down on the dusty soil!
Deliverance? Where is this deliverance to be found? Our master himself has joyfully taken upon him the bonds of creation; he is bound with us all for ever.
Come out of thy meditations and leave aside thy flowers and incense! What harm is there if thy clothes become tattered and stained? Meet him and stand by him in toil and in sweat of thy brow.
12
我旅行的时间很长，旅途也是很长的。
天刚破晓，我就驱车起行，穿遍广漠的世界，在许多星球之上，留下辙痕。
离你最近的地方，路途最远，最简单的音调，需要最艰苦的练习。
旅客要在每个生人门口敲叩，才能敲到自己的家门，人要在外面到处漂流，最后才能走到最深的内殿。
我的眼睛向空阔处四望，最后才合上眼说：“你原来在这里!”
这句问话和呼唤“呵，在哪儿呢?”融化在千股的`泪泉里，和你保证的回答“我在这里!”的洪流，一同泛滥了全世界。
The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long.
I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet.
It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself, and that training is the most intricate which leads to the utter simplicity of a tune.
The traveller has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.
My eyes strayed far and wide before I shut them and said `Here art thou!'
The question and the cry `Oh, where?' melt into tears of a thousand streams and deluge the world with the flood of the assurance `I am!'
13
我要唱的歌，直到今天还没有唱出。
每天我总在乐器上调理弦索。
时间还没有到来，歌词也未曾填好：只有愿望的痛苦在我心中。
花蕊还未开放;只有风从旁叹息走过。
我没有看见过他的脸，也没有听见过他的声音：我只听见他轻蹑的足音，从我房前路上走过。
悠长的一天消磨在为他在地上铺设坐位;但是灯火还未点上，我不能请他进来。
我生活在和他相会的希望中，但这相会的日子还没有来到。
The song that I came to sing remains unsung to this day.
I have spent my days in stringing and in unstringing my instrument.
The time has not come true, the words have not been rightly set; only there is the agony of wishing in my heart.
The blossom has not opened; only the wind is sighing by.
I have not seen his face, nor have I listened to his voice; only I have heard his gentle footsteps from the road before my house.
The livelong day has passed in spreading his seat on the floor; but the lamp has not been lit and I cannot ask him into my house.
I live in the hope of meeting with him; but this meeting is not yet.
14
我的欲望很多，我的哭泣也很可怜，但你永远用坚决的拒绝来拯救我;这刚强的慈悲已经紧密的交织在我的生命里。
你使我一天一天的更配领受你自动的简单伟大的赐予——这天空和光明，这躯体和生命与心灵——把我从极欲的危险中拯救了出来。
有时候我懈怠地捱延，有时候我急忙警觉寻找我的路向;但是你却忍心地躲藏起来。
你不断的拒绝我，从软弱动摇的欲望的危险中拯救了我，使我一天一天的更配得你完全的接纳。
My desires are many and my cry is pitiful, but ever didst thou save me by hard refusals; and this strong mercy has been wrought into my life through and through.
Day by day thou art making me worthy of the simple, great gifts that thou gavest to me unasked---this sky and the light, this body and the life and the mind---saving me from perils of overmuch desire.
There are times when I languidly linger and times when I awaken and hurry in search of my goal; but cruelly thou hidest thyself from before me.
Day by day thou art making me worthy of thy full acceptance by refusing me ever and anon, saving me from perils of weak, uncertain desire.
15
我来为你唱歌。在你的厅堂中，我坐在屋角。
在你的世界中我无事可做;我无用的生命只能放出无目的底歌声。
在你黑暗的殿中，夜半敲起默祷的钟声的时候，命令我罢，我的主人，来站在你面前歌唱。
当金琴在晨光中调好的时候，宠赐我罢，命令我来到你的面前。
I am here to sing thee songs. In this hall of thine I have a corner seat.
In thy world I have no work to do; my useless life can only break out in tunes without a purpose.
When the hour strikes for thy silent worship at the dark temple of midnight, command me, my master, to stand before thee to sing.
When in the morning air the golden harp is tuned, honour me, commanding my presence.
16
我接到这世界节日的请简，我的生命受了祝福。我的眼睛看见了美丽的景象，我的耳朵也听见了醉人的音乐。
在这宴会中，我的任务是奏乐，我也尽力演奏了。
现在，我问，那时间终于来到了吗，我可以进去瞻仰你的容颜，并献上我静默的敬礼吗?
I have had my invitation to this world's festival, and thus my life has been blessed. My eyes have seen and my ears have heard.
It was my part at this feast to play upon my instrument, and I have done all I could.
Now, I ask, has the time come at last when I may go in and see thy face and offer thee my silent salutation?
17
我只在等候着爱，要最终把我交在他手里。这是我迟误的原因，我对这延误负咎。
他们要用法律和规章，来紧紧的约束我;但是我总是躲着他们，因为我只等候着爱，要最终把我交在他手里。
人们责备我，说我不理会人;我也知道他们的责备是有道理的。
市集已过，忙人的工作都已完毕。叫我不应的人都已含怒回去。我只等候着爱，要最终把我交到他手里。
I am only waiting for love to give myself up at last into his hands. That is why it is so late and why I have been guilty of such omissions.
They come with their laws and their codes to bind me fast; but I evade them ever, for I am only waiting for love to give myself up at last into his hands.
People blame me and call me heedless; I doubt not they are right in their blame.
The market day is over and work is all done for the busy. Those who came to call me in vain have gone back in anger. I am only waiting for love to give myself up at last into his hands.
18
云霾堆积，黑暗渐深。呵，爱，你为什么让我独在门外等候?
在中午工作最忙的时候，我和大家在一起，但在这黑暗寂寞的日子，我只企望着你。
若是你不容我见面，若是你完全把我抛弃，真不知将如何度过这悠长的雨天。
我不住地凝望遥远的阴空，我的心和不宁的风一同彷徨悲叹。
Clouds heap upon clouds and it darkens. Ah, love, why dost thou let me wait outside at the door all alone?
In the busy moments of the noontide work I am with the crowd, but on this dark lonely day it is only for thee that I hope.
If thou showest me not thy face, if thou leavest me wholly aside, I know not how I am to pass these long, rainy hours.
I keep gazing on the far-away gloom of the sky, and my heart wanders wailing with the restless wind.
19
若是你不说话，我就含忍着，以你的沉默来填满我的心。我要沉静地等候，像黑夜在星光中无眠，忍耐地低首。
清晨一定会来，黑暗也要消隐，你的声音将划破天空从金泉中下注。
那时你的话语，要在我的每一鸟巢中生翼发声，你的音乐，要在我林丛繁花中盛开怒放。
If thou speakest not I will fill my heart with thy silence and endure it. I will keep still and wait like the night with starry vigil and its head bent low with patience.
The morning will surely come, the darkness will vanish, and thy voice pour down in golden streams breaking through the sky.
Then thy words will take wing in songs from every one of my birds' nests, and thy melodies will break forth in flowers in all my forest groves.
20
莲花开放的那天，唉，我不自觉的在心魂飘荡。我的花篮空着，花儿我也没有去理睬。
不时的有一段的幽愁来袭击我，我从梦中惊起，觉得南风里有一阵奇香的芳踪。
这迷茫的温馨，使我想望得心痛，我觉得这仿佛是夏天渴望的气息，寻求圆满。
我那时不晓得它离我是那么近，而且是我的，这完美的温馨，还是在我自己心灵的深处开放。
On the day when the lotus bloomed, alas, my mind was straying, and I knew it not. My basket was empty and the flower remained unheeded.
Only now and again a sadness fell upon me, and I started up from my dream and felt a sweet trace of a strange fragrance in the south wind.
That vague sweetness made my heart ache with longing and it seemed to me that is was the eager breath of the summer seeking for its completion.
I knew not then that it was so near, that it was mine, and that this perfect sweetness had blossomed in the depth of my own heart.
21
我必须撑出我的船去。时光都在岸边捱延消磨了——不堪的我呵!
春天把花开过就告别了。如今落红遍地，我却等待而又留连。
潮声渐喧，河岸的荫滩上黄叶飘落。
你凝望着的是何等的空虚!你不觉得有一阵惊喜和对岸遥远的歌声从天空中一同飘来吗?
I must launch out my boat. The languid hours pass by on the shore---Alas for me!
The spring has done its flowering and taken leave. And now with the burden of faded futile flowers I wait and linger.
The waves have become clamorous, and upon the bank in the shady lane the yellow leaves flutter and fall.
What emptiness do you gaze upon! Do you not feel a thrill passing through the air with the notes of the far-away song floating from the other shore?
22
在七月淫雨的浓阴中，你用秘密的脚步行走，夜一般的轻悄，躲过一切的守望的人。
今天，清晨闭上眼，不理连连呼喊的狂啸的东风，一张厚厚的纱幕遮住永远清醒的碧空。
林野住了歌声，家家闭户。在这冷寂的街上，你是孤独的行人。呵，我唯一的朋友，我最爱的人，我的家门是开着的——不要梦一般地走过罢。
In the deep shadows of the rainy July, with secret steps, thou walkest, silent as night, eluding all watchers.
Today the morning has closed its eyes, heedless of the insistent calls of the loud east wind, and a thick veil has been drawn over the ever-wakeful blue sky.
The woodlands have hushed their songs, and doors are all shut at every house. Thou art the solitary wayfarer in this deserted street. Oh my only friend, my best beloved, the gates are open in my house---do not pass by like a dream.
23
在这暴风雨的夜晚你还在外面作爱的旅行吗，我的朋友?
天空像失望者在哀号。
我今夜无眠。我不断地开门向黑暗中了望，我的朋友!
我什么都看不见。我不知道你要走哪一条路!
是从墨黑的河岸上，是从远远的愁惨的树林边，是穿过昏暗迂回的曲径，你摸索着来到我这里吗，我的朋友?
Art thou abroad on this stormy night on thy journey of love, my friend? The sky groans like one in despair.
I have no sleep tonight. Ever and again I open my door and look out on the darkness, my friend!
I can see nothing before me. I wonder where lies thy path!
By what dim shore of the ink-black river, by what far edge of the frowning forest, through what mazy depth of gloom art thou threading thy course to come to me, my friend?
24
假如一天已经过去了，鸟儿也不歌唱，假如风也吹倦了，那就用黑暗的厚幕把我盖
上罢，如同你在黄昏时节用睡眠的衾被裹上大地，又轻柔地将睡莲的花瓣合上。
旅客的行程未达，粮袋已空，衣裳破裂污损，而又筋疲力尽，你解除了他的羞涩与困窘，使他的生命像花朵一样在仁慈的夜幕下苏醒。
If the day is done, if birds sing no more, if the wind has flagged tired, then draw the veil of darkness thick upon me, even as thou hast wrapt the earth with the coverlet of sleep and tenderly closed the petals of the drooping lotus at dusk.
From the traveller, whose sack of provisions is empty before the voyage is ended, whose garment is torn and dustladen, whose strength is exhausted, remove shame and poverty, and renew his life like a flower under the cover of thy kindly night.
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在这困倦的夜里，让我帖服地把自己交给睡眠，把信赖托付给你。
让我不去勉强我的萎靡的精神，来准备一个对你敷衍的礼拜。
是你拉上夜幕盖上白日的倦眼，使这眼神在醒觉的清新喜悦中，更新了起来。
In the night of weariness let me give myself up to sleep without struggle, resting my trust upon thee.
Let me not force my flagging spirit into a poor preparation for thy worship.
It is thou who drawest the veil of night upon the tired eyes of the day to renew its sight in a fresher gladness of awakening.
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他来坐在我的身边，而我没有醒起。多么可恨的睡眠，唉，不幸的我呵!
他在静夜中来到;手里拿着琴，我的梦魂和他的音乐起了共鸣。
唉，为什么每夜就这样地虚度了?呵，他的气息接触了我的睡眠，为什么我总看不见他的面?
He came and sat by my side but I woke not. What a cursed sleep it was, O miserable me!
He came when the night was still; he had his harp in his hands, and my dreams became resonant with its melodies.
Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?
泰戈尔经典诗歌
夏天的飞鸟，飞到我的窗前唱歌，又飞去了。
秋天的黄叶，它们没有什么可唱，只叹息一声，飞落在那里。
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fallthere with a sign.
世界上的一队小小的`漂泊者呀，请留下你们的足印在我的文字里。
Troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words.
世界对着它的爱人，把它浩翰的面具揭下了。
它变小了，小如一首歌，小如一回永恒的接吻。
The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.
It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.
是大地的泪点，使她的微笑保持着青春不谢。
It is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles in bloom.
无垠的沙漠热烈追求一叶绿草的爱，她摇摇头笑着飞开了。
The mighty desert is burning for the love of a bladeof grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away.
如果你因失去了太阳而流泪，那么你也将失去群星了。
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.
跳舞着的流水呀，在你途中的泥沙，要求你的歌声，你的流动呢。你肯挟瘸足的泥沙而俱下么？
The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing water. Will you carry the burden of their lameness?
她的热切的脸，如夜雨似的，搅扰着我的梦魂。
Her wishful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.
有一次，我们梦见大家都是不相识的。
我们醒了，却知道我们原是相亲相爱的。
Once we dreamt that we were strangers.
We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
忧思在我的心里平静下去，正如暮色降临在寂静的山林中。
Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among the silent trees.
不要不辞而别，我爱。
我看望了一夜，现在我脸上睡意重重。
只恐我在睡中把你丢失了。
不要不辞而别，我爱。
我惊起伸出双手去摸触你，
我问自己说：“这是一个梦么?”
但愿我能用我的心系住你的双足，紧抱在胸前!
不要不辞而别，我爱。
假如我今生无缘遇到你，
就让我永远感到恨不相逢
让我念念不忘，
让我在醒时梦中都怀带着这悲哀的苦痛。
当我的日子在世界的闹市中度过，
我的双手捧着每日的赢利的时候，
让我永远觉得我是一无所获——
让我念念不忘，
让我在醒时梦中都怀带着这悲哀的苦痛。
当我坐在路边疲乏喘息，
当我在尘土中铺设卧具，
让我永远记着前面还有悠悠的长路
让我念念不忘，
让我在醒时梦中都怀带着这悲哀的苦痛。
当我的屋子装饰好了、
萧笛吹起、欢笑声喧的时候，
让我永远觉得我还没有请你光临
让我念念不忘，
让我在醒时梦中都怀带着这悲哀的苦痛。
我听见回声，来自山谷和心间
以寂寞的镰刀收割空旷的灵魂
不断地重复决绝，又重复幸福
终有绿洲摇曳在沙漠
我相信自己
生来如同璀璨的夏日之花
不凋不败，妖治如火
承受心跳的负荷和呼吸的累赘
乐此不疲
我听见音乐，来自月光和胴体
辅极端的诱饵捕获飘渺的唯美
一生充盈着激烈，又充盈着纯然
总有回忆贯穿于世间
我相信自己
死时如同静美的秋日落叶
不盛不乱，姿态如烟
即便枯萎也保留丰肌清骨的.傲然
玄之又玄
我听见爱情，我相信爱情
爱情是一潭挣扎的蓝藻
如同一阵凄微的风
穿过我失血的静脉
驻守岁月的信念
我相信一切能够听见
甚至预见离散，遇见另一个自己
而有些瞬间无法把握
任凭东走西顾，逝去的必然不返
请看我头置簪花，
一路走来一路盛开
频频遗漏一些，
又深陷风霜雨雪的感动
般若波罗蜜，一声一声
生如夏花，死如秋叶
还在乎拥有什么
我以数不清的方式爱你
我的痴心永远为你编织歌之花环
亲爱的，接受我的奉献
世世代代以各种方式挂在你的胸前
我听过的许多古老爱情的故事
充满聚首的欢乐和离别的悲郁
纵观无始的往昔
我看见你像永世难忘的北斗
穿透岁月的黑暗
姗姗来到我的面前
从洪荒时代的心源出发
你我泛舟顺流而下
你我在亿万爱侣中间嬉戏
分离时辛酸的眼泪和团圆时甜蜜的羞涩里
古老的爱情孕育了新意
陈腐的爱情而今化为你脚下的灰尘
一切心灵的**、悲喜
一切爱情传说，历史诗人写的恋歌歌词
全部融合在你我新型的爱情里
35、 没有视线之外的神秘， 没有可能之外的强求， 没有魅力背后的阴影， 没有黑暗深处的探索。 你我之间的爱单纯得像一支歌。 ??泰戈尔
36、 青春的精神是点铁成金的奇异的宝石。 ??泰戈尔
37、 曾几何时， 我们梦见彼此都形同陌路。 一觉醒来， 却发现我们本是相亲相爱 ??泰戈尔 《飞鸟集》
38、 你是一朵夜云，在我梦幻中的天空浮泛。 我永远用爱恋的渴想来描画你。 ??泰戈尔
39、 失败可以导致胜利，死亡可以导致永生。 ??泰戈尔
40、 宗派主义，使人完全忘记了人就是人这个简单明白的真理 ??泰戈尔
41、 Your questioning eyes are sad. 你询问的眼睛是悲伤的。 They seek to know my meaning as the moon would fathom the sea. 它想要探索我的内心，正如 月亮想要探 测大海 。 I ”have bared my life before your eyes from end to end,with nothing hidden or held back. That is why you know me not. 我已经把我的生命全部坦陈在你面前，毫无隐藏，毫无保留。这就是你为什么不了解我的缘故。 ??泰戈尔“
42、 眼里为她下着雨，心却为她撑着伞。 ??泰戈尔
43、 我把我的心之碗轻轻浸入这沉默之时刻中，它盛满爱了。 ??泰戈尔 《飞鸟集》
44、 那想做好人的，在门外敲着门：那爱人的，看见门敞开着。 ??泰戈尔 《飞鸟集》
45、 只管走下去，不必逗留着，去采花朵来保存，因为这一路上，花朵还会继续绽放。 ??泰戈尔
46、 不要因为日落而难过，因为你会错过更美的星空 ??泰戈尔
47、 如果错过了太阳时你流了泪，那么你也要错过群星了。 ??泰戈尔 《飞鸟集》
48、 “ Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like atumn leaves.” ??泰戈尔
49、 ”生命如远渡重洋，我们相遇在同一条小船上。 死亡是彼岸，我们各归于他处。 This life is the crossing of a sea, where we meet in the same narrow ship. In d" eath we rea ch th e shor e and go to our different worlds. ??泰戈尔 《飞鸟集》
50、 当人是兽时，他比兽还坏。 ??泰戈尔 《飞鸟集》
51、 永恒的献身是生命的真理。它的完美就是我们生命的完美。 ??泰戈尔
52、 我们在热爱世界时，便生活在这世界上 ??泰戈尔
53、 鸟以为把鱼举在空中是一种慈善的举动。 the bird thinks it is an act of kindness to give the fish a life in the air. ??泰戈尔 《飞鸟集》
54、 我们一度梦见彼此是陌生人，醒来时发现我们是相亲相爱的 ??泰戈尔
55、 欢乐像露珠一样命薄，它在自己的笑声中消亡。 ??泰戈尔 《园丁》
56、 老是考虑怎样去做好事的人，就没有时间去做好事。 ??泰戈尔
57、 麻雀看见孔雀负担着它的翎尾，替它担忧。 the sparrow is sorry for the peacock at the burden of its tail. ??泰戈尔 《飞鸟集》
58、 爱情若被束缚，世人的旅程即刻中止。爱情若葬入坟墓，旅人就是倒在坟上的墓碑。就像船的特点是被驾驭着航行，爱情不允许被幽禁，只允许被推向前。爱情纽带的力量 ，足以粉碎一 切羁 绊 。 ??泰戈尔
59、 泰戈尔说，沉默是一种美德。但我觉得在喜欢的人面前便是懦弱。 ??泰戈尔
60、 不要严守你心里的秘密，我的朋友。 你悄悄地告诉我，只告诉我一个人。 你笑得那么温和，你柔声低诉; 静听你的将是我的心，不是我的耳朵。 夜是深沉的，屋子是寂 静的，鸟巢也 是笼 罩 着睡 意。 告诉我， 透过欲泣犹止的眼泪、踌躇未决的微笑，怀着甜蜜的 羞怯与痛苦， 把你心里的秘密告诉我， 告诉我! ??泰戈尔 《你悄悄地告诉我》
61、 我相信自己 生来如同璀璨的夏日之花 不凋不败，妖冶如火 ??泰戈尔 《生如夏花》
62、 有生命力的理想决不能象钟表一样，精确计算它的每一秒钟。 ??泰戈尔
63、 真理只有用它受到的阻力和反对来检验它是真是假……真理必须通过它在各个时代受到的反对和打击被人重新发现。 ??泰戈尔
64、 那些把灯背在背上的人，把他们的影子投到了自己前面。 ??泰戈尔 《飞鸟集》
65、 友谊和爱情之间的区别在于：友谊意味着两个人和世界，然而爱情意味着两个人就是世界。在友谊中一加一等于二;在爱情中一加一还是一。 ??泰戈尔
66、 世界用痛苦亲吻我的灵魂，却要求我用歌声作为回报。 ??泰戈尔
67、 虚伪的真诚，比魔更可怕。 ??泰戈尔
68、 人生虽只有几十春秋，但它决不是梦一般的幻灭，而是有着无穷可歌可颂的深长意义的;附和真理，生命便会得到永生。 ??泰戈尔
69、 创造的神秘，有如夜间的黑暗--是伟大的。而知识的幻影却不过如晨间之雾。 the mystery of creation is like the darkness of night--it is great.delusions of knowledge are l ik e th e fog of the morning. ??泰戈尔 《飞鸟集》
70、 I shall die again and again to know that life is inexhaustible. 我将一次又一次的死去，来证明生命是无穷无尽的。 ??泰戈尔 《飞鸟集》
我一无所求，只站在林边树后。
倦意还逗留在黎明的眼上，露润在空气里。
湿草的懒味悬垂在地面的薄雾中。
在榕树下你用乳油般柔嫩的手挤着牛奶。
我沉静地站立着。
我没有走近你。
天空和庙里的锣声一同醒起。
街尘在驱走的牛蹄下飞扬。
把汩汩发响的水瓶搂在腰上，
女人们从河边走来。
你的钏镯丁当，乳沫溢出罐沿。
晨光渐逝而我没有步近你。
——泰戈尔《我一无所求》
泰戈尔诗歌推荐
1、泰戈尔简介：印度文学巨匠，一九一三年获得诺贝尔文学奖。一生创作了五十多部诗集，十几部中长篇小说，九十多部短篇小说，二十余种戏剧，以及两千多首歌曲和大量的绘画作品，印度的国歌《人民的意志》就出自他的手笔。
2、诗集简介：
⑴《吉檀迦利》，是泰戈尔的代表作。
①思想内容：抒发对祖国和人民的深厚情感；
②艺术特色：以形象化的手法表现诗人宗教哲学思想。
⑵《新月集》一部以儿童生活和情趣为主旨的散文诗。
①思想内容：描绘童真童趣，刻画母子亲情。
②艺术特色：语言朴素，格调明快，是世界文学中的`珍品。
⑶《飞鸟集》，一部寓于哲理的格言诗集。
①特点：每首诗都不长，短的仅一、二行，长的不过三、四行。
②艺术特色：简洁明快，发人深省。
⑷《采果集》
内容：记述诗人追求和探索人生真谛的心路历程。
艺术特点：生动有趣。
⑸《园丁集》一部“关于爱情和人生”的英文抒情散文诗集。
艺术手法：用象征手法表现恋爱情绪，含蓄而优美。
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