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When all the strings of my life will be tuned, my Master, then at every touch of thine will come out the music of love.
主呀,当我的生之琴弦都已调得谐和时,你的手的一弹一奏,都可以发出爱的乐声来。
God comes to me in the dusk of my evening with the flowers from my past kept fresh in his basket.
神在我的黄昏的微光中,带着花到我这里来。这些花都是我过去的,在他的花篮中还保存得很新鲜。
We shall know some day that death can never rob us of that which our soul has gained, for her gains are one with herself.
我们将有一天会明白,死永远不能够夺去我们的灵魂所获得的东西。因为她所获得的,和她自己是一体。
That love can ever lose is a fact that we cannot accept as truth.
说爱情会失去的那句话,乃是我们不能够当作真理来接受的一个事实。
The smell of the wet earth in the rain rises like a great chant of praise from the voiceless multitude of the insignificant.
雨中的湿土的气息,就响从渺小的无声的群众那里来的一阵巨大的赞美歌声。
I dream of a star, an island of light, where I shall be born and in the depth of its quickening leisure my life will ripen its works like the rice-field in the autumn sun.
我梦见一颗星,一个光明岛屿,我将在那里出生,在它快速的闲暇深处,我的生命将成熟它的事业,像秋天阳光下的稻田。
I dream of a star, an island of light, where I shall be born and in the depth of its quickening leisure my life will ripen its works like the rice-field in the autumn sun.
我梦见一颗星,一个光明岛屿,我将在那里出生,在它快速的闲暇深处,我的生命将成熟它的事业,像秋天阳光下的稻田。
Tonight there is a stir among the palm leaves, a swell in the sea, Full Moon, like the heart throb of the world. From what unknown sky have you carried in your silence the aching secret of love?
今天晚上棕榈(lǘ)叶在嚓嚓地作响,海上有大浪,满月呵,就象世界在心脉悸跳。从什么不可知的天空,您在您的沉默里带来了爱的痛苦的秘密?
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Stray Birds By Rabindranath Tagore
"Stray Birds" contains ideas on nature, man, and
“飞鸟集”包含了大自然、人类和他的思想环境,一个坐在窗户旁的人,在那里,夏天的飞鸟唱着歌,飞走了。这些短的,有时仅仅是一句诗,往往只是一个形象或一个思想的升华,但他们留在心里,像不容易飞走的鸟。作者拉宾德拉纳特·泰戈尔是诺贝尔文学奖得主(1913年),也是印度最伟大的诗人之一,是独立的印度国歌和孟加拉国国歌的作曲家。他在各种文学体裁上都写得很成功,但他首先是一位诗人,出版了50多卷诗歌。他是一位孟加拉作家,出生于加尔各答,后来周游世界。