飞鸟集|泰戈尔|中英文双语|Stray Birds|Tagore|Bilingu

In death the many becomes one; in life the one becomes many. Religion will be one when God is dead.在死的时候，众多合而为一，在生的时候，这“一”化而为众多。上帝死了的时候，宗教便将合而为一。

He who wants to do good knocks at the gate; he who loves finds the gate open.那想做好人的，在门外敲着门，那爱人的，看见门敞开着。

Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.使生如夏花之绚烂，死如秋叶之静美。

What is this unseen flame of darkness whose sparks are the stars?这个不可见的黑暗之火焰，以繁星为其火花的，到底是什么呢？

Man barricades against himself.人对他自己建筑起堤防来。

The grass seeks her crowd in the earth. The tree seeks his solitude of the sky.绿草求她地上的伴侣。树木求他天空的寂寞。

Every child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man.每一个孩子生出时所带的神示说：上帝对于人尚未灰心失望呢。

The poet wind is out over the sea and the forest to seek his own voice.诗人的风，正出经海洋和森林，求它自己的歌声。

We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.我们把世界看错了，反说他欺骗我们。

The mist, like love, plays upon the heart of the hills and brings out surprises of beauty.雾，像爱情一样，在山峰的心上游戏，生出种种美丽的变幻。

Chastity is a wealth that comes from abundance of love.贞操是从丰富的爱情中生出来的资产。

The woodcutter's axe begged for its handle from the tree. The tree gave it.樵夫的斧头，问树要斧柄。树便给了他。

Where is the fountain that throws up these flowers in a ceaseless outbreak of ecstasy?把那些花朵抛掷上去的那一阵子无休无止的狂欢大喜的劲儿，其源泉是在哪里呢？

You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.你微微地笑着，不同我说什么话，而我觉得，为了这个，我已等待得久了。

“I give my whole water in joy, ” sings the waterfall, “though little of it is enough for the thirsty.”瀑布歌道：“虽然渴者只要少许的水便够了，我却很快活地给予了我全部的水。”

Wrong cannot afford defeat but Right can.错误经不起失败，但是真理却不怕失败。

I cannot tell why this heart languishes in silence. It is for small needs it never asks, or knows or remembers.我不能说出这心为什么那样默默地颓丧着。那小小的需要，他是永不要求，永不知道，永不记着的。

God grows weary of great kingdoms, but never of little flowers.上帝对于大帝国会生厌，却决不会厌恶那小小的花朵。

The infant flower opens its bud and cries, “Dear World, please do not fade.”幼花开放了它的蓓蕾，叫道：“亲爱的世界呀，请不要萎谢了。”

Tiny grass, your steps are small, but you possess the earth under your tread.小草呀，你的足步虽小，但是你拥有你足下的土地

Thank the flame for its light, but do not forget the lampholder standing in the shade with constancy of patience.谢谢火焰给你光明，但是不要忘了那执灯的人，他是坚忍地站在黑暗当中呢。

God says to man, “I heal you therefore I hurt, love you therefore punish.”上帝对人说道：“我医治你，所以要伤害你，我爱你，所以要惩罚你。”

The Perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the Imperfect.“完全”为了对“不全”的爱，把自己装饰得美丽。

Take my wine in my own cup, friend. It loses its wreath of foam when poured into that of others.在我自己的杯中，饮了我的酒吧，朋友。一倒在别人的杯里，这酒的腾跳的泡沫便要消失了。

The hurricane seeks the shortest road by the no-road, and suddenly ends its search in the Nowhere.飓风于无路之中寻求最短之路，又突然地在“无何有之国”终止它的寻求了。

Never be afraid of the moments—thus sings the voice of the ever-lasting.决不要害怕刹那—永恒之声这样地唱着。

The sparrow is sorry for the peacock at the burden of its tail.麻雀看见孔雀负担着它的翎尾，替它担忧。

We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.当我们是大为谦卑的时候，便是我们最近于伟大的时候。

Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it.我们的生命是天赋的，我们惟有献出生命，才能得到生命。

Woman, when you move about in your household service your limbs sing like a hill stream among its pebbles.妇人，你在料理家事的时候，你的手足歌唱着，正如山间的溪水歌唱着在小石中流过。

The sun goes to cross the Western sea,leaving its last salutation to the East.太阳横过西方的海面时，对着东方，致他的最后的敬礼。

The dry river-bed finds no thanks for its past.干的河床，并不感谢他的过去。

My day is done, and I am like a boat drawn on the beach, listening to the dance-music of the tide in the evening.日间的工作完了，于是我像一只拖在海滩上的小船，静静地听着晚潮跳舞的乐声。

Like the meeting of the seagulls and the waves we meet and come near. The seagulls fly off, the waves roll away and we depart.我们如海鸥之与波涛相遇似的，遇见了，走近了。海鸥飞去，波涛滚滚的流开，我们也分别了。

While the glass lamp rebukes the earthen for calling it cousin, the moon rises, and the glass lamp, with a bland smile, calls her, “My dear, dear sister.”玻璃灯因为瓦灯叫他做表兄而责备瓦灯，但当明月出来时，玻璃灯却温和地微笑着，叫明月为—“我亲爱的，亲爱的姊姊。”

Shadow, with her veil drawn, follows Light in secret meekness, with her silent steps of love.阴影戴上她的面幕，秘密地，温顺地，用她的沉默的爱的脚步，跟在“光”后边。

The fish in the water is silent, the animal on the earth is noisy, the bird in the air is singing. But Man has in him the silence of the sea, the noise of the earth and the music of the air.水里的游鱼是沉默的，陆地上的兽类是喧闹的，空中的飞鸟是歌唱着的；但是人类却兼有了海里的沉默，地上的喧闹，与空中的音乐

The bird wishes it were a cloud. The cloud wishes it were a bird.鸟儿愿为一朵云。云儿愿为一只鸟。

“Moon, for what do you wait?”“To salute the sun for whom I must make way.”“月儿呀，你在等候什么呢？”“要致敬意于我必须给他让路的太阳。”

The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb earth.绿树长到了我的窗前，仿佛是喑哑的大地发出的渴望的声音。

His own mornings are new surprises to God.上帝自己的清晨，在他自己看来也是新奇的

The waterfall sings, “I find my song, when I find my freedom.”瀑布歌道：“我得到自由时便有歌声了。”

Life finds its wealth by the claims of the world, and its worth by the claims of love.生命因了“世界”的要求，得到他的资产，因了爱的要求，得到他的价值。

My heart beats her waves at the shore of the world and writes upon it her signature in tears with the words, “I love thee.”我的心冲激着她的波浪在“世界”的海岸上，蘸着眼泪在上边写着她的题记：“我爱你。”

I cannot choose the best. The best chooses me.我不能选择那最好的。是那最好的选择我。

What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.你看不见你的真相，你所看见的，只是你的影子。

These little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; they have their whisper of joy in my mind.这些微思，是绿叶的簌簌之声呀；他们在我的心里，愉悦地微语着。

Her wistful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.她的热切的脸，如夜雨似的，搅扰着我的梦魂

O Beauty, find thyself in love, not in the flattery of thy mirror.啊，美呀，在爱中找你自己吧，不要到你镜子的谄谀中去找呀。

The light that plays, like a naked child,among the green leaves happily knows not that man can lie.光如一个裸体的孩子，快快活活地在绿叶当中游戏，他不知道人是会欺诈的。