華閱文章網1
你已經使我永生，這樣做是你的歡樂。
這脆薄的杯兒，你不斷地把它倒空，又不斷地以新生命來充滿。
這小小的葦笛，你攜帶著它逾山越谷，從笛管里吹出永新的音樂。
在你雙手的不朽的按撫下，我的小小的心，消融在無邊快樂之中，發出不可言說的詞調。
你的無窮的賜予只傾入我小小的手里。
時代過去了，你還在傾注，而我的手里還有余量待充滿。
Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.
This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales, and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.
At the immortal touch of thy hands my little heart loses its limits in joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable.
Thy infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of mine. Ages pass, and still thou pourest, and still there is room to fill.
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當你命令我歌唱的時候，我的心似乎要因著驕傲而炸裂，我仰望著你的臉，眼淚涌上我的眶里。
我生命中一切的凝澀與矛盾融化成一片甜柔的諧音－－
我的贊頌像一只歡樂的鳥，振翼飛越海洋。
我知道你歡喜我的歌唱。
我知道只因為我是個歌者，才能走到你的面前。
我用我的歌曲的遠伸的翅梢，觸到了你的雙腳，那是我從來不敢想望觸到的。
在歌唱中的陶醉，我忘了自己，你本是我的主人，我卻稱你為朋友。
* thou commandest me to sing it seems that my heart would break with pride; and I look to thy face, and tears come to my eyes.
All that is harsh and dissonant in my life melts into one sweet harmony---and my adoration spreads wings like a glad bird on its flight across the sea.
I know thou takest pleasure in my singing. I know that only as a singer I come before thy presence.
I touch by the edge of the far-spreading wing of my song thy feet which I could never aspire to reach.
Drunk with the joy of singing I forget myself and call thee friend who art my lord.
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我不知道你怎樣地唱，我的主人！我總在驚奇地靜聽。
你的音樂的光輝照亮了世界。
你的音樂的氣息透徹諸天。
你的音樂的圣泉沖過一切阻擋的巖石，向前奔涌。
我的心渴望和你合唱，而掙扎不出一點聲音。
我想說話，但是言語不成歌曲，我叫
不出來。
呵，你使我的心變成了你的音樂的漫天大網中的俘虜，我的主人！
3.I know not how thou singest, my master! I ever listen in silent amazement.
The light of thy music illumines the world. The life breath of thy music runs from sky to sky. The holy stream of thy music breaks through all stony obstacles and rushes on.
My heart longs to join in thy song, but vainly struggles for a voice. I would speak, but speech breaks not into song, and I cry out baffled. Ah, thou hast made my heart captive in the endless meshes of thy music, my master!
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我生命的生命，我要保持我的軀體永遠純潔，因為我知道你的生命的摩撫，接觸著我的四肢。
我要永遠從我的思想中屏除虛偽，因為我知道你就是那在我心中燃起理智之火的真理。
我要從我心中驅走一切的丑惡，使我的愛開花，因為我知道你在我的心宮深處安設了座位。
我要努力在我的行為上表現你，因為我知道是你的威力，給我力量來行動。
* of my life, I shall ever try to keep my body pure, knowing that thy living touch is upon all my limbs.
I shall ever try to keep all untruths out from my thoughts, knowing that thou art that truth which has kindled the light of reason in my mind.
I shall ever try to drive all evils away from my heart and keep my love in flower, knowing that thou hast thy seat in the inmost shrine of my heart.
And it shall be my endeavour to reveal thee in my actions, knowing it is thy power gives me strength to act.
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請容我懈怠一會兒，來坐在你的身旁。
我手邊的工作等一下子再去完成。
不在你的面前，我的心就不知道什么是安逸和休息，我的工作變成了無邊的勞役海中的無盡的勞役。
今天，炎暑來到我的窗前，輕噓微語：群蜂在花樹的宮廷中盡情彈唱。
這正是應該靜坐的時光，和你相對，在這靜寂和無邊的閑暇里唱出生命的獻歌。
5.I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.
Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite, and my work becomes an endless toil in a shoreless sea of toil.
Today the summer has come at my window with its sighs and murmurs; and the bees are plying their minstrelsy at the court of the flowering grove.
Now it is time to sit quite, face to face with thee, and to sing dedication of live in this silent and overflowing leisure.
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摘下這朵花來，拿了去罷，不要遲延！我怕它會萎謝了，掉在塵土里。
它也許配不上你的花冠，但請你采折它，以你手采折的痛苦來給它光寵。
我怕在我
警覺之先，日光已逝，供獻的時間過了。
雖然它顏色不深，香氣很淡，請仍用這花來禮拜，趁著還有時間，就采折罷。
* this little flower and take it, delay not! I fear lest it droop and drop into the dust.
I may not find a place in thy garland, but honour it with a touch of pain from thy hand and pluck it. I fear lest the day end before I am aware, and the time of offering go by.
Though its colour be not deep and its smell be faint, use this flower in thy service and pluck it while there is time.
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我的歌曲把她的妝飾卸掉。
她沒有了衣飾的驕奢。
妝飾會成為我們合一之玷：它們
會橫阻在我們之間，它們丁當的聲音會掩沒了你的細語。
我的詩人的虛榮心，在你的容光中羞死。
呵，詩圣，我已經拜倒在你的腳前。
只讓
我的生命簡單正直像一枝葦笛，讓你來吹出音樂。
* song has put off her adornments. She has no pride of dress and decoration. Ornaments would mar our union; they would come between thee and me; their jingling would drown thy whispers.
My poet's vanity dies in shame before thy sight. O master poet, I have sat down at thy feet. Only let me make my life simple and straight, like a flute of reed for thee to fill with music.
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那穿起王子的衣袍和掛起珠寶項鏈的孩子，在游戲中他失去了一切的快樂；他的衣服絆著他的步履。
為怕衣飾的破裂和污損，他不敢走進世界，甚至于不敢挪動。
母親，這是毫無好處的，如你的華美的約束，使人和大地健康的塵土隔斷，把人進入日常生活的盛大集會的權利剝奪去了。
* child who is decked with prince's robes and who has jewelled chains round his neck loses all pleasure in his play; his dress hampers him at every step.
In fear that it may be frayed, or stained with dust he keeps himself from the world, and is afraid even to move.
Mother, it is no gain, thy bondage of finery, if it keeps one shut off from the healthful dust of the earth, if it rob one of the right of entrance to the great fair of common human life.
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呵，傻子，想把自己背在肩上！呵，乞人，來到你自己門口求乞！
把你的負擔卸在那雙能擔當一切的手中罷，永遠不要惋惜地回顧。
你的欲望的氣息，會立刻把它接觸到的燈火吹滅。
它是不圣潔的－－不要從它不潔
的手中接受禮物。
只領受神圣的愛所付予的東西。
9.O Fool, try to carry thyself upon thy own shoulders! O beggar, to come beg at thy own door!
Leave all thy burdens on his hands who can bear all, and never look behind in regret.
Thy desire at once puts out the light from the lamp it touches with its breath. It is unholy---take not thy gifts through its unclean hands. Accept only what is offered by sacred love.
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這是你的腳凳，你在最貧最賤最失所的人群中歇足。
我想向你鞠躬，我的敬禮不能達到你歇足地方的深處－－那最貧最賤最失所的人群中。
你穿著破敝的衣服，在最貧最賤最失所的人群中行走，驕傲永遠不能走近這個地方。
你和那最沒有朋友的最貧最賤最失所的人們作伴，我的心永遠找不到那個地方。
* is thy footstool and there rest thy feet where live the poorest, and lowliest, and lost.
When I try to bow to thee, my obeisance cannot reach down to the depth where thy feet rest among the poorest, and lowliest, and lost.
Pride can never approach to where thou walkest in the clothes of the humble among the poorest, and lowliest, and lost.
My heart can never find its way to where thou keepest company with the companionless among the poorest, the lowliest, and the lost.
擴展資料：
拉賓德拉納特·泰戈爾（1861年—1941年），印度詩人、文學家、社會活動家、哲學家和印度民族主義者。
代表作有《吉檀迦利》、《飛鳥集》、《眼中沙》、《四個人》、《家庭與世界》、《園丁集》、《新月集》、《最后的詩篇》、《戈拉》、《文明的危機》等。
1861年5月7日，拉賓德拉納特·泰戈爾出生于印度加爾各答一個富有的貴族家庭，13歲即能創作長詩和頌歌體詩集。
1878年赴英國留學，1880年回國專門從事文學活動。
1884至1911年擔任梵 社秘書，20年代創辦國際大學。
1913年，他以《吉檀迦利》成為第一位獲得諾貝爾文學獎的亞洲人。
1941年寫作控訴英國殖民統治和相信祖國必將獲得獨立解放的遺言《文明的危機》。
《吉檀迦利》是印度作家泰戈爾創作的詩集。
這部宗教抒情詩集，是一份“奉獻給神的祭品”。
（不少人以為“吉檀迦利”是奉獻之意，其實是獻詩之意）泰戈爾向神敬獻的歌是“生命之歌”，他以輕快、歡暢的筆調歌唱生命的枯榮、現實生活的歡樂和悲哀，表達了作者對祖國前途的關懷。
泰戈爾憑借該作獲得1913年諾貝爾文學獎。
參考資料：百度百科-泰戈爾
