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[Novel] 《吉檀迦利》Gitanjali 中英对照版【12.2连载1L】

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Chapter 1

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.

你已经使我永生，这样做是你的欢乐．这脆薄的杯儿，你不断地把它倒空，又不断地以新生命来充满．

这小小的苇笛，你携带著它逾山越谷，从笛管里吹出永新的音乐．

在你双手的不朽的按抚下，我的小小的心，消融在无边快乐之中，发出不可言说的词调．

你的无穷的赐予只倾入我小小的手里．时代过去了，你还在倾注，而我的手里还有余量待充满．

Chapter 2

When 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.

当你命令我歌唱的时候，我的心似乎要因着骄傲而炸裂，我仰望着你的脸，眼泪涌上我的眼眶里．

我生命中的一切凝涩与矛盾融化成一片甜柔的谐音――我的赞颂像一只欢乐的鸟，振翼飞越海洋．

我知道你欢喜我的歌唱．我知道只因为我是个歌者，才能走到你的面前．

我用我的歌曲的远伸的翅梢，触到了你的双脚，那是我从来不敢想望触到的．

在歌唱中的陶醉，我忘了自己，你本是我的主人，我却称你为朋友．

Chapter 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!

我不知道你怎样地唱，我的主人！我总在惊奇地静听．

你的音乐的光辉照亮了世界．你的音乐的气息透彻诸天．你的音乐的圣泉冲过一切阻挡的岩石，向前奔涌．

我的心渴望和你合唱，而挣扎不出一点声音．我想说话，但是言语不成歌曲，我叫不出来．呵，你使我的心变成了你的音乐的漫天大网中的俘虏，我的主人！


Chapter 4

Life 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.

我生命的生命，我要保持我的躯体永远纯洁，因为我知道你的生命的摩抚，接触著我的四肢．

我要永远从我的思想中屏除虚伪，因为我知道你就是那在我心中燃起理智之火的真理．

我要从我心中驱走一切的丑恶，使我的爱开花，因为我知道你在我的心宫深处安设了座位．

我要努力在我的行为上表现你，因为我知道是你的威力，给我力量来行动

Chapter 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.

请容我懈怠一会儿，来坐在你的身边．我手边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，我的工作变成了无边的劳役海中的无尽的劳役．

今天，炎暑来到我的窗前，轻嘘微语；群蜂在花树的宫廷中尽情弹唱．

这正是应该静坐的时光，和你相对，在这静寂和无边的闲暇里唱出生命的献歌．

Chapter 6

Pluck 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.

摘下这朵花来，拿了去罢，不要迟延！我怕它会萎谢了，掉在尘土里．

它也许配不上你的花冠，但请你采折它，以你手采折的痛苦来给它光宠．我怕在我警觉之先，日光已逝，供献的时间过了．

虽然它颜色不深，香气很淡，请仍用这花来礼拜，趁着还有时间，就采折罢．

Chapter 7

My 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.

我的歌曲把她的妆饰卸掉．她没有了衣饰的骄奢．妆饰会成为我们合一之玷：它们会横阻在我们之间，它们丁当的声音会掩没了你的细语．

我的诗人的虚荣心，在你的容光中羞死．呵，诗圣，我已拜倒在你的脚前．只让我的生命简单正直像一枝苇笛，让你来吹出音乐．

Chapter 8

The 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.

那穿起王子的衣袍和挂起珠宝项链的孩子，在游戏中他失去了一切的快乐；他的衣服绊著他的步履．

为怕衣饰的破裂和污损，他不敢走进世界，甚至于不敢挪动．

母亲，这是毫无好处的，如你的华美的约束，使人和大地健康的尘土隔断，把人进入日常生活的盛大集会的权利剥夺去了．

Chapter 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.

呵，傻子，想把自己背在肩上！呵，乞人，来到你自己门口求乞！

把你的负担卸在那双能担当一切的手中罢，永远不要惋惜地回顾．

你的欲望的气息，会立刻把它接触到的灯火吹灭．它是不圣洁的――不要从它不洁的手中接受礼物．只领受神圣的爱所付予的东西．

Chapter 10

Here 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.

这是你的脚凳，你在最贫最贱最失所的人群中歇足．

我想向你鞠躬，我的敬礼不能达到你歇足地方的深处――那最贫最贱最失所的人群中．

你穿著破敝的衣服，在最贫最贱最失所的人群中行走，骄傲永远不能走近这个地方．

你和那最没有朋友的最贫最贱最失所的人们作伴，我的心永远找不到那个地方．

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11.
Leave this chanting and singing and telling of beads! Whom dost thou worship in this lonely dark corner of a temple with doors all shut? Open thine eyes and see thy God is not before thee!

He is there where the tiller is tilling the hard ground and where the pathmaker is breaking stones. He is with them in sun and in shower, and his garment is covered with dust. Put of thy holy mantle and even like him come down on the dusty soil!

Deliverance? Where is this deliverance to be found? Our master himself has joyfully taken upon him the bonds of creation; he is bound with us all for ever.

Come out of thy meditations and leave aside thy flowers and incense! What harm is there if thy clothes become tattered and stained? Meet him and stand by him in toil and in sweat of thy brow.

把礼赞和数珠撇在一边罢！你在门窗紧闭幽暗孤寂的殿角里，向谁礼拜呢？睁开眼你看，上帝不在你的面前！

他是在锄着枯地的农夫那里，在敲石的造路工人那里．太阳下，阴雨里，他和他们同在，衣袍上蒙著尘土．脱掉你的圣袍，甚至像他一样地下到泥土里去罢！

超脱吗？从哪里找超脱呢？我们的主已经高高兴兴地把创造的锁链带起：他和我们大家永远连系在一起．

从静坐里走出来罢，丢开供养的香花！你的衣服污损了又何妨呢？去迎接他，在劳动里，流汗里，和他站在一起罢．
12.
The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long.

I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet.

It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself, and that training is the most intricate which leads to the utter simplicity of a tune.

The traveller has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.

My eyes strayed far and wide before I shut them and said ‘Here art thou!’

The question and the cry ‘Oh, where?’ melt into tears of a thousand streams and deluge the world with the flood of the assurance ‘I am!’

我旅行的时间很长，旅途也是很长的．



天刚破晓，我就驱车起行，穿遍广漠的世界，在许多星球之上，留下辙痕．

离你最近的地方，路途最远，最简单的音调，需要最艰苦的练习．

旅客要在每个生人门口敲叩，才能敲到自己的家门，人要在外面到处漂流，最后才能走到最深的内殿．

我的眼睛向空阔处四望，最后才合上眼说：＂你原来在这里！＂

这句问话和呼唤＂呵，在哪儿呢？＂融化在千股的泪泉里，和你保证的回答＂我在这里！＂的洪流，一同泛滥了全世界．
13.
The song that I came to sing remains unsung to this day.

I have spent my days in stringing and in unstringing my instrument.

The time has not come true, the words have not been rightly set; only there is the agony of wishing in my heart.

The blossom has not opened; only the wind is sighing by.

I have not seen his face, nor have I listened to his voice; only I have heard his gentle footsteps from the road before my house.

The livelong day has passed in spreading his seat on the floor; but the lamp has not been lit and I cannot ask him into my house.

I live in the hope of meeting with him; but this meeting is not yet.

我要唱的歌，直到今天还没有唱出．

每天我总在乐器上调理弦索．

时间还没有到来，歌词也未曾填好：只有愿望的痛苦在我心中．

花蕊还未开放；只有风从旁叹息走过．

我没有看见过他的脸，也没有听见过他的声音；我只听见他轻蹑的足音，从我房前路上走过．

悠长的一天消磨在为他在地上铺设座位；但是灯火还未点上，我不能请他进来．

我生活在和他相会的希望中，但这相会的日子还没有到来．
14.
My desires are many and my cry is pitiful, but ever didst thou save me by hard refusals; and this strong mercy has been wrought into my life through and through.

Day by day thou art making me worthy of the simple, great gifts that thou gavest to me unasked---this sky and the light, this body and the life and the mind---saving me from perils of overmuch desire.

There are times when I languidly linger and times when I awaken and hurry in search of my goal; but cruelly thou hidest thyself from before me.

Day by day thou art making me worthy of thy full acceptance by refusing me ever and anon, saving me from perils of weak, uncertain desire.

我的欲望很多，我的哭泣也很可怜，但你永远用坚决的拒绝来拯救我，这刚强的慈悲已经紧密地交织在我的生命里．

你使我一天一天地更配领受你自动的简单伟大的赐予――这天空和光明，这躯体和生命与心灵――把我从极欲的危险中拯救了出来．

有时候我懈怠地捱延，有时候我急忙警觉寻找我的路向；但是你却忍心地躲藏起来．

你不断地拒绝我，从软弱动摇的欲望的危险中拯救了我，使我一天一天更配得你完全的接纳．
15.
I am here to sing thee songs. In this hall of thine I have a corner seat.

In thy world I have no work to do; my useless life can only break out in tunes without a purpose.

When the hour strikes for thy silent worship at the dark temple of midnight, command me, my master, to stand before thee to sing.

When in the morning air the golden harp is tuned, honour me, commanding my presence.

我来为你唱歌．在你的厅堂中，我坐在屋角．

在你的世界中我无事可做；我无用的生命只能放出无目的的歌声．

在你黑暗的殿中，夜半敲起默祷的钟声的时候，命令我罢，我的主人，来站在你面前歌唱．

当金琴在晨光中调好的时候，宠赐我罢，命令我来到你的面前．
16.
I have had my invitation to this world’s festival, and thus my life has been blessed. My eyes have seen and my ears have heard.

It was my part at this feast to play upon my instrument, and I have done all I could.

Now, I ask, has the time come at last when I may go in and see thy face and offer thee my silent salutation?

我接到这世界节日的请柬，我的生命受了祝福．我的眼睛看见了美丽的景象，我的耳朵也听见了醉人的音乐．

在这宴会中，我的任务是奏乐，我也尽力演奏了．

现在，我问，那时间终于来到了吗，我可以进去瞻仰你的容颜，并献上我静默的敬礼吗？
17.
I am only waiting for love to give myself up at last into his hands. That is why it is so late and why I have been guilty of such omissions.

They come with their laws and their codes to bind me fast; but I evade them ever, for I am only waiting for love to give myself up at last into his hands.

People blame me and call me heedless; I doubt not they are right in their blame.

The market day is over and work is all done for the busy. Those who came to call me in vain have gone back in anger. I am only waiting for love to give myself up at last into his hands.

我只在等候着爱，要最终把我交在他手里．这是我迟误的原因，我要对这延误负咎．

他们要用法律和规章，来紧紧地约束我；但是我总是躲着他们，因为我只等候着爱，要最终把我交在他手里．

人们责备我，说我不理会人；我也知道他们的责备是有道理的．

市集已过，忙人的工作都已完毕．叫我不应的人都已含怒回去．我只等候着爱，要最终把我交在他手里．

18.
Clouds heap upon clouds and it darkens. Ah, love, why dost thou let me wait outside at the door all alone?

In the busy moments of the noontide work I am with the crowd, but on this dark lonely day it is only for thee that I hope.

If thou showest me not thy face, if thou leavest me wholly aside, I know not how I am to pass these long, rainy hours.

I keep gazing on the far-away gloom of the sky, and my heart wanders wailing with the restless wind.

云霾堆积，黑暗渐深。呵，爱，你为什么让我独在门外等候？

在中午工作最忙的时候，我和大家在一起；但在这黑暗寂寞的日子里，我只企望着你．

若是你不容我见面，若是你完全把我抛弃，真不知将如何度过这悠长的雨天．

我不住地凝望遥远的阴空，我的心和不宁的风一同彷徨悲叹.
19.
If thou speakest not I will fill my heart with thy 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 thy voice pour down in golden streams breaking through the sky.

Then thy words will take wing in songs from every one of my birds’ nests, and thy melodies will break forth in flowers in all my forest groves.

若是你不说话，我就含忍着，以你的沉默来填满我的心．我要沉静地等候，象黑夜在星光中无眠，忍耐地低首。

清晨一定会来，黑暗也要消隐，你的声音将划破天空从金泉中下注．

那时你的话语，要在我的每一鸟巢中生翼发声，你的音乐，要在我林丛繁花中盛开怒放．
20.
On the day when the lotus bloomed, alas, my mind was straying, and I knew it not. My basket was empty and the flower remained unheeded.

Only now and again a sadness fell upon me, and I started up from my dream and felt a sweet trace of a strange fragrance in the south wind.

That vague sweetness made my heart ache with longing and it seemed to me that is was the eager breath of the summer seeking for its completion.

I knew not then that it was so near, that it was mine, and that this perfect sweetness had blossomed in the depth of my own heart.

莲花开放的那天，唉，我不自觉地心魂飘荡．我的花篮空着，花儿我也没有去理睬．

不时地有一段幽愁来袭击我。我从梦中惊起，觉得南风里有一阵奇香的芳踪．

这迷茫的温馨，使我想望得心痛，我觉得这仿佛是夏天渴望的气息，寻求圆满．

我那时不晓得它离我是那么近，而且是我的，这完美的温馨，还是在我自己心灵的深处开放．
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