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作者：（印度）泰戈尔（Tagore.R.）译者：冰心
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你的疑问的眼光是含愁的。它要追探了解我的意思，好像月亮探测大海。
我已经把我生命的终始，全部暴露在你的眼前，没有任何隐秘和保留。因此你不认识我。
假如它是一块宝石，我就能把它碎成千百颗粒，穿成项链挂在你的颈上。
假如它是一朵花，圆圆小小香香的，我就能从枝上采来戴在你的发上。
但是它是一颗心，我的爱人。何处是它的边和底？
你不知道这个王国的边极，但你仍是这王国的女王。
假如它是片刻的欢娱，它将在喜笑中开花，你立刻就会看到、懂得了。
假如它是一阵痛苦，它将融化成晶莹的眼泪，不着一字地反映出它最深的秘密。
但是它是爱，我的爱人。
它的欢乐和痛苦是无边的，它的需求和财富是无尽的。
它和你亲近得像你的生命一样，但是你永远不能完全了解它。
Your questioning eyes are sad. They seek to know my meaning as the moon would fathom the sea.
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.
If it were only a gem, I could break it into a hundred pieces and string them into a chain to put on your neck.
If it were only a flower, round and small and sweet, I could pluck it from its stem to set it in your hair.
But it is a heart, my beloved. Where are its shores and its bottom?
You know not the limits of this kingdom, still you are its queen.
If it were only a moment of pleasure it would f
ower in an easy smile, and you could see it and read it in a moment.
If it were merely a pain it would melt in limpid tears, reflecting its inmost secret without a word.
But it is love, my beloved.
Its pleasure and pain are boundless, and endless its wants and wealth.
It is as near to you as your life, but you can never wholly know it.
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对我说吧，我爱！用言语告诉我你唱的是什么。
夜是深黑的，星星消失在云里，风在叶丛中叹息。
我将披散我的头发，我的青蓝的披风将像黑夜一样地紧裹着我。我将把你的头紧抱在胸前；在甜柔的寂寞中在你心头低诉。我将闭目静听。我不会看望你的脸。
等到你的话说完了，我们将沉默凝坐。只有丛树在黑暗中微语。
夜将发白。天光将晓。我们将望望彼此的眼睛，然后各走各的路。
对我说话吧，我爱！用言语告诉我你唱的是什么。
Speak to me, my love! Tell me in words what you sang.
The night is dark. The stars are lost in clouds. The wind is sighing through the leaves.
I will let
oose my hair. My blue cloak will cling round me like night. I will clasp your head to my bosom; and there in the sweet loneliness murmur on your heart. I will shut my eyes and listen. I will not look in your face.
When your words are ended, we will sit still and silent. Only the trees will whisper in the dark.
The night will pale. The day will dawn. We shall look at each other`s eyes and go on our different paths.
Speak to me, my love! Tell me in words what you sang.
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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。
你是我一个人的，我一个人的，我无尽的梦幻中的居住者！
你的双脚被我心切望的热光染得绯红，我的落日之歌的搜集者！
我的痛苦之酒使你的唇儿苦甜。
你是我一个人的，我一个人的，我寂寥的梦幻中的居住者！
我用热情的浓影染黑了你的眼睛，我的凝视深处的祟魂！
我捉住了你，缠住了你，我爱，在我音乐的罗网里。
你是我一个人的，我一个人的，我永生的梦幻中的居住者！
You are the evening cloud floating in the sky of my dreams.
I paint you and fashion you ever with my love longings.
You are my own, my own. Dweller in my endless dreams!
Your feet are rosy-red with the glow of my heart`s desire. Gleaner of my sunset songs!
Your lips are bitter-sweet with the taste of my wine of pain.
You are my own, my own. Dweller in my lonesome dreams!
With the shadow of my passion have I darkened your eyes, Haunter of the depth of my gaze!
I have caught you and wrapt you, my love, in the net of my music.
You are my own, my own. Dweller in my deathless dreams!
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我的心，这只野鸟，在你的双眼中找到了天空。
它们是清晓的摇篮，它们是星辰的王国。
我的诗歌在它们的深处消失。
只让我在这天空中高飞，翱翔在静寂的无限空间里。
只让我冲破它的云层，在它的阳光中展翅吧。
My heart, the bird of the wilderness, has found its sky in your eyes.
They are the cradle of the morning, they are the kingdom of the stars.
My songs are lost in their depths.
Let me but soar in that sky, in its lonely immensity.
Let me but cleave its clouds and spread wings in its sunshine.
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告诉我，这一切是否都是真的，我的情人，告诉我，这是否真的。
当这一对眼睛闪出电光，你胸中的浓云发出风暴的回答。
我的唇儿，是真像觉醒的初恋的蓓蕾那样香甜吗？
消失了的五月的回忆仍旧流连在我的肢体上吗？
那大地，像一张琴，真因着我双足的踏触而颤成诗歌吗？
那么当我来时，从夜的眼睛里真的落下露珠，晨光也真因为围绕我的身躯而感到喜悦吗？
是真的吗，是真的吗，你的爱贯穿许多时代，许多世界来寻找我吗？
当你最后找到了我，你天长地久的渴望，在我的温柔的话里，在我的眼睛嘴唇和飘扬的头发里，找到了完全的宁静吗？
那么 无限 的神秘是真的写在我小小的额上吗？
告诉我，我的情人，这一切是否都是真的。
Tell me if this be all true, my lover, tell me if this be true.
When these eyes flash their lightning the dark clouds in your breast make stormy answer.
Is it true that my lips are sweet like the opening bud of the first conscious love?
Do the memories of vanished months of May linger in my limbs?
Does the earth, like a harp, shiver into songs with the touch of my feet?
Is it then true that the dewdrops fall from the eyes of night when I am seen, and the morning light is glad when it wraps my body round?
Is it true, is it true, that your love travelled alone through ages and worlds in search of me?
That when you found me at last, your age-long desire found utter peace in my gentle speech and my eyes and lips and flowing hair?
Is it then true that the mystery of the Infinite is written on this little forehead of mine?
Tell me, my lover, if all this be true.
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我爱你，我的爱人。请饶恕我的爱。
像一只迷路的鸟，我被捉住了。
当我的心抖战的时候，它丢了围纱，变成赤裸。用怜悯遮住它吧，爱人，请饶恕我的爱。
如果你不能爱我，爱人，请饶恕我的痛苦。
不要远远地斜视我。
我将偷偷地回到我的角落里去，在黑暗中坐地。
我将用双手掩起我赤裸的羞惭。
回过脸去吧，我的爱人，请饶恕我的痛苦。
如果你爱我，爱人，请饶恕我的欢乐。
当我的心被快乐的洪水卷走的时候，不要笑我的汹涌的退却。
当我坐在宝座上，用我暴虐的爱来统治你的时候，当我像女神一样向你施恩的时候，饶恕我的骄傲吧，爱人，也饶恕我的快乐。I love you, beloved. Forgive me my love.
Like a bird losing its way I am caught.
When my heart was shaken it lost its veil and was naked. Cover it with pity, beloved, and forgive me my love.
If you cannot love me, beloved, forgive me my pain.
Do not look askance at me from afar.
I will steal back to my corner and sit in the dark.
With both hands I will cover my naked shame.
Turn your face from me, beloved, and forgive me my pain.
If you love me, beloved, forgive me my joy.
When my heart is borne away by the flood of happiness, do not smile at my perilous abandonment.
When I sit on my throne and rule you with my tyranny of love, when like a goddess I grant you my favour, bear with my pride, beloved, and forgive me my joy.
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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： 这是一个梦吗？
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。
Do not go, my love, without asking my leave.
I have watched all night, and now my eyes are heavy with sleep.
I fear lest I lose you when I am sleeping.
Do not go, my love, without asking my leave.
I start up and stretch my hands to touch you. I ask myself, Is it a dream?
Could I but entangle your feet with my heart and hold them fast to my breast!
Do not go, my love, without asking my leave.
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只恐我太容易地认得你，你对我耍花招。
你用欢笑的闪光使我目盲来掩盖你的眼泪。
我知道，我知道你的妙计，
你从来不说出你所要说的话。
只恐我不珍爱你，你千方百计地闪避我。
只恐我把你和大家混在一起，你独自站在一边。
我知道，我知道你的妙计，
你从来不走你所要走的路。
你的要求比别人的都多，因此你才静默。
你用嬉笑的无心来回避我的赠与。
我知道，我知道你的妙计，
你从来不肯接受你想接受的东西。
Lest I should know you too easily, you play with me.
You blind me with flashes of laughter to hide your tears.
I know, I know your art,
You never say the word you would.
Lest I should not prize you, you elude me in a thousand ways.
Lest I should confuse you with the crowd, you stand aside.
I know, I know your art,
You never walk the path you would.
Your claim is more than that of others, that is why you are silent.
With playful carelessness you avoid my gifts.
I know, I know your art,
You never will take what you would.
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他低声说： 我爱，抬起眼睛吧。
我严厉地责骂他说： 走！ 但是他不动。
他站在我面前拉住我的双手。我说： 躲开我！ 但是他没有走。
他把脸靠近我的耳边。我瞪他一眼说： 不要脸！ 但是他没有动。
他的嘴唇触到我的腮颊。我震颤了，说： 你太大胆了！ 但是他不怕丑。
他把一朵花插在我发上。我说： 这也没有用处！ 但是他站着不动。
他取下我颈上的花环就走开了。我哭了，问我的心说： 他为什么不回来呢？
He whispered, My love, raise your eyes.
I sharply chid him, and said Go! But he did not stir.
He stood before me and held both my hands. I said, Leave me! But he did not go.
He brought his face near my ear. I glanced at him and said, What a shame! But he did not move.
His lips touched my cheek. I trembled and said, You dare too much. But he had no shame.
He put a flower in my hair. I said, It is useless! But he stood unmoved.
He took the garland from my neck and went away. I weep and ask my heart, Why does he not come back?
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你愿意把你的鲜花的花环挂在我的颈上吗，佳人？
但是你要晓得，我编的那个花环，是为大家的，为那些偶然瞥见的人，住在未开发的大地上的人，住在诗人歌曲里的人。
现在来请求我的心作为答赠已经太晚了。
曾有一个时候，我的生命像一朵蓓蕾，它所有的芬芳都储藏在花心里。
现在它已经远远地喷溢四散。
谁晓得有什么魅力，可以把它们收集关闭起来呢？
我的心不容我只给一个人，它是要给与许多人的。
Would you put your wreath of fresh flowers on my neck, fair one?
But you must know that the one wreath that I had woven is for the many, for those who are seen in glimpses, or dwell in lands unexplored, or live in poets` songs.
It is too late to ask my heart in return for yours.
There was a time when my life was like a bud, all its perfume was stored in its core.
Now it is squandered far and wide.
Who knows the enchantment that can gather and shut it up again?
My heart is not mine to give to one only, it is given to the many.
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我爱，从前有一天，你的诗人把一首伟大史诗投进他心里。
啊，我不小心，它打到你的叮当的脚镯上而引起悲愁。
它裂成诗歌的碎片散撒在你的脚边。
我满载的一切古代战争的货物，都被笑浪所颠簸，被眼泪浸透而下沉。
你必须使这损失成为我的收获，我爱。
如果我的死后不朽的荣名的希望都破灭了，那就在生前使我不朽吧。
我将不为这损失伤心，也不责怪你。
My love, once upon a time your poet launched a great epic in his mind.
Alas, I was not careful, and it struck your ringing anklets and came to grief.
It broke up into scraps of songs and lay scattered at your feet.
All my cargo of the stories of old wars was tossed by the laughing waves and soaked in tears and sank.
You must make this loss good to me, my love.
If my claims to immortal fame after death are shattered, make me immortal while I live.
And I will not mourn for my loss nor blame you.
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整个早晨我想编一个花环，但是花儿滑掉了。
你坐在一旁偷偷地从侦伺的眼角看着我。
问这一对沉黑的恶作剧的眼睛，这是谁的错。
我想唱一支歌，但是唱不出来。
一个暗笑在你唇上颤动；你问它我失败的缘由。
让你微笑的唇儿发一个誓，说我的歌声怎样地消失在沉默里，像一只在荷花里沉醉的蜜蜂。
夜晚了，是花瓣合起的时候了。
容许我坐在你的旁边，容许我的唇儿做那在沉默中、在星辰和微光中能做的工作吧。
I try to weave a wreath all the morning, but the flowers slip and they drop out.
You sit there watching me in secret through the corner of your prying eyes.
Ask those eyes, darkly planning mischief, whose fault it was.
I try to sing a song, but in vain.
A hidden smile trembles on your lips; ask of it the reason of my failure.
Let your smiling lips say on oath how my voice lost itself in silence like a drunken bee in the lotus.
It is evening, and the time for the flowers to close their petals.
Give me leave to sit by your side, and bid my lips to do the work that can be done in silence and in the dim light of stars.
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一个怀疑的微笑在你眼中闪烁，当我来向你告别的时候。
我这样做的次数太多了，你想我很快又会回来。
告诉你实话，我自己心里也有同样的怀疑。
因为春天年年回来；满月道过别又来访问，花儿每年回来在枝上红晕着脸，很可能我向你告别只为的要再回到你的身边。
但是把这幻象保留一会吧，不要冷酷粗率地把它赶走。
当我说我要永远离开你的时候，就当做真话来接受它，让泪雾暂时加深你眼边的黑影。
当我再来的时候，随便你怎样地狡笑吧。
An unbelieving smile flits on your eyes when I come to you to take my leave.
I have done it so often that you think I will soon return.
To tell you the truth I have the same doubt in my mind.
For the spring days come again time after time; the full moon takes leave and comes on another visit, the flowers come again and blush upon their branches year after year, and it is likely that I take my leave only to come to you again.
But keep the illusion awhile; do not send it away with ungentle haste.
When I say I leave you for all time, accept it as true, and let a mist of tears for one moment deepen the dark rim of your eyes.
Then smile as archly as you like when I come again.
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我想对你说出我要说的最深的话语，我不敢，我怕你哂笑。
因此我嘲笑自己，把我的秘密在玩笑中打碎。
我把我的痛苦说得轻松，因为怕你会这样做。
我想对你说出我要说的最真的话语，我不敢，我怕你不信。
因此我弄真成假，说出和我的真心相反的话。
我把我的痛苦说得可笑，因为我怕你会这样做。
我想用最宝贵的名词来形容你，我不敢，我怕得不到相当的酬报。
因此我给你安上苛刻的名字，而夸示我的硬骨。
我伤害你，因为怕你永远不知道我的痛苦。
我渴望静默地坐在你的身旁，我不敢，怕我的心会跳到我的唇上。
因此我轻松地说东道西，把我的心藏在语言的后面。
我粗暴地对待我的痛苦，因为我怕你会这样做。
我渴望从你身边走开，我不敢，怕你看出我的懦怯。
因此我随随便便地昂首走到你的面前。
从你眼里频频掷来的刺激，使我的痛苦永远新鲜。
I long to speak the deepest words I have to say to you; but I dare not, for fear you should laugh.
That is why I laugh at myself and shatter my secret in jest.
I make light of my pain, afraid you should do so.
I long to tell you the truest words I have to say to you; but I dare not, being afraid that you would not believe them.
That is why I disguise them in untruth, saying the contrary of what I mean.
I make my pain appear absurd, afraid that you should do so.
I long to use the most precious words I have for you; but I dare not, fearing I should not be paid with like value.
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