[分享]飞鸟集---泰戈尔

忧郁的农民

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。<BR>God's great power is in the gentle breeze, not in the  storm.

忧郁的农民

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，<BR>我便将觉得这些事都已聚集在你那里，我也便将自由了。<BR>This is a dream in which things are all loose and they oppress.<BR>I shall find them gathered in thee when I awake and shall be free.<BR>

忧郁的农民

落日问道：“有谁继续我的职务呢？”<BR>瓦灯说道：“我要尽我所能地做去，我的主人。”<BR>Who is there to take up my duties? asked the setting sun.<BR>I shall do what I can, my Master, said the earthen lamp.

忧郁的农民

采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。<BR>By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

忧郁的农民

沉默蕴蓄着语声，正如鸟巢拥围着睡鸟。<BR>Silence will carry your voice like the nest that holds the sleeping birds.

忧郁的农民

大的不怕与小的同游。<BR>居中的却远而避之。<BR>The Great walks with the Small without fear.<BR>The Middling keeps aloof.<BR>

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夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词。<BR>The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks.<BR>

忧郁的农民

权势认为牺牲者的痛苦是忘恩负义。<BR>ower takes as ingratitude the writhings of its victims.<BR>

忧郁的农民

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<BR>了。<BR>When we rejoice in our fulness, then we can part with our fruits with joy.<BR>

忧郁的农民

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<BR>到你这里来了。”<BR>The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick<BR>children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.<BR>

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蛛网好象要捉露点，却捉住了苍蝇。<BR>The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.<BR>

忧郁的农民

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<BR>且以你为幸福。<BR>Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,<BR>I can see your face and know you as bliss.<BR>

忧郁的农民

萤火对天上的星说道：“学者说你的光明总有一天会消灭的。”<BR>天上的星不回答它。<BR>The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the<BR>firefly to the stars.<BR>The stars made no answer.<BR>

忧郁的农民

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。<BR>In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to<BR>the nest of my silence.

忧郁的农民

思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。<BR>我听见它们鼓翼之声了。<BR>Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.<BR>I hear the voice of their wings.<BR>