世界以痛吻我泰戈?duì)柸娂坝⑽脑?謝謝

這首詩來自于泰戈?duì)柕摹讹w鳥集》

《飛鳥集》有點(diǎn)類似于語錄體的文集

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雨點(diǎn)吻著大地，微語道：“我們是你的思家的孩子，母親，現(xiàn)在從天上回

到你這里來了。”

The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered, --- We are thy homesick

children, mother, come back to thee from the heaven.

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蛛網(wǎng)好象要捉露點(diǎn)，卻捉住了蒼蠅。

The cobweb pretends to catch dewdrops and catches flies.

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愛情呀，當(dāng)你手里拿著點(diǎn)亮了的痛苦之燈走來時(shí)，我能夠看見你的臉，而

且以你為幸福。

Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,

I can see your face and know you as bliss.

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螢火對(duì)天上的星說道：“學(xué)者說你的光明總有一天會(huì)消滅的。”

天上的星不回答它。

The leaned say that your lights will one day be no more, said the

firefly to the stars.

The stars made no answer.

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在黃昏的微光里，有那清晨的鳥兒來到了我的沉默的鳥巢里。

In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to

the nest of my silence.

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思想掠過我的心上，如一群野鴨飛過天空。

我聽見它們鼓翼之聲了。

Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.

I hear the voice of their wings.

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溝洫總喜歡想：河流的存在，是專為它供給水流的。

The c*** loves to think that rivers exist solely to supply it with water.

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世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌聲做報(bào)酬。

The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return

in songs.

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壓迫著我的，到底是我的想要外出的靈魂呢，還是那世界的靈魂，敲著我

心的門，想要進(jìn)來呢？

That which oppresses me, is it my soul trying to come out in the open,

or the soul of the world knocking at my heart for its entrance?

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思想以他自己的語言喂養(yǎng)它自己而成長(zhǎng)起來了。

Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.

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我把我心之碗輕輕浸入這沉默之時(shí)刻中，它盛滿了愛了。

I have dipped the vessel of my heart into this silent hour; it has

filled with love.