泰戈?duì)栕鳛閬喼薜谝晃猾@得諾貝爾文學(xué)獎的作家，是印度文學(xué)史上的一座豐碑，對印度近現(xiàn)代文學(xué)影響深遠(yuǎn)而巨大。下面就是小編給大家整理的泰戈?duì)柕挠⑽脑姼瑁Ｍ蠹蚁矚g。

　　泰戈?duì)柕挠⑽脑姼瑁寒?dāng)時光已逝

　　When Day Is Done

　　當(dāng)時光已逝

　　If the day is done ,

　　假如時光已逝，

　　If birds sing no more .

　　鳥兒不再歌唱，

　　If the wind has fiagged tired ,

　　風(fēng)兒也吹倦了，

　　Then draw the veil of darkness thick upon me ,

　　那就用黑暗的厚幕把我蓋上，

　　Even as thou hast wrapt the earth with The coverlet of sleep and tenderly closed ,

　　如同黃昏時節(jié)你用睡眠的衾被裹住大地，

　　The petals of the drooping lotus at dusk.

　　又輕輕合上睡蓮的花瓣。

　　From the traverer,

　　路途未完，行囊已空,

　　Whose sack of provisions is empty before the voyage is ended ,

　　衣裳破裂污損，人已精疲力竭。

　　Whose garment is torn and dust-laden ,

　　你驅(qū)散了旅客的羞愧和困窘，

　　Whose strength is exhausted,remove shame and poverty ,

　　使他在你仁慈的夜幕下，

　　And renew his life like a flower under

　　如花朵般煥發(fā)生機(jī)。

　　The cover of thy kindly night .

　　在你慈愛的夜幕下蘇醒。

　　泰戈?duì)柕挠⑽脑姼瑁何乙粺o所求

　　I asked nothing， only stood at the edge of the wood behind the tree.

　　我一無所求，只站在林邊樹后。

　　Languor was still upon the eyes of the dawn， and the dew in the air.

　　倦意還逗留在黎明的眼上，露潤在空氣里。

　　The lazy smell of the damp grass hung in the thin mist above the earth.

　　濕草的懶味懸垂在地面的薄霧中。

　　Under the banyan tree you were milking the cow with your hands， tender and fresh asbutter.

　　在榕樹下你用乳油般柔嫩的手?jǐn)D著牛奶。

　　And I was standing still.

　　我沉靜地站立著。

　　I did not come near you.

　　我沒有走近你。

　　The sky woke with the sound of the gong at the temple.

　　天空和廟里的鑼聲一同醒起。

　　The dust was raised in the road from the hoofs of the driven cattle.

　　街塵在驅(qū)走的牛蹄下飛揚(yáng)。

　　With the gurgling pitchers at their hips， women came from the river.

　　把汩汩發(fā)響的水瓶摟在腰上，女人們從河邊走來。

　　Your bracelets were jingling， and foam brimming over the jar.

　　你的釧鐲丁當(dāng)，乳沫溢出罐沿。

　　The morning wore on and I did not come near you.

　　晨光漸逝而我沒有步近你。

　　泰戈?duì)柕挠⑽脑姼瑁喝棠?/h2>

　　Patience

　　Tagore

　　If thou speakest not

　　I will fill my heart with the 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 tht voice pour down in golden streams

　　breaking trough the sky.

　　Then thy words will take wing

　　in songs from every one of my birds’ nest,

　　and thy melodies

　　will break forth in flowers in all my forest groves.

　　忍耐

　　泰戈?duì)?/p>

　　如果你不說話，

　　我將用你的沉默填滿心房，并忍受它。

　　我將靜靜地等候，

　　像黑夜中徹夜不眠的星星，

　　忍耐的低首。

　　黎明一定會到來，

　　黑暗終將逝去，

　　你的聲音將注入金泉，

　　劃破天空。

　　那時你的語言，

　　將在我的每一個鳥巢中生翼發(fā)聲，

　　你悅耳的曲子，

　　將怒放在我的叢林繁花中。

　　
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