斑能打过九尾吗:关于泰戈尔的诗

《世界上最远的距离》

世界上最远的距离
不是生与死的距离
而是我站在你面前
你不知道我爱你
世界上最远的距离
不是我站在你面前
你不知道我爱你
而是爱到痴迷
却不能说我爱你
世界上最远的距离
不是我不能说我爱你
而是想你痛彻心脾
却只能深埋心底
世界上最远的距离
不是我不能说我想你
而是彼此相爱
却不能够在一起
世界上最远的距离
不是彼此相爱
却不能够在一起
而是明知道真爱无敌
却装作毫不在意
世界上最远的距离
不是树与树的距离
而是同根生长的树枝
却无法在风中相依
世界上最远的距离
不是树枝无法相依
而是相互了望的星星
却没有交汇的轨迹
世界上最远的距离
不是星星之间的轨迹
而是纵然轨迹交汇
却在转瞬间无处寻觅
世界上最远的距离
不是瞬间便无处寻觅
而是尚未相遇
便注定无法相聚
世界上最远的距离
是鱼与飞鸟的距离
一个在天,一个却深潜海底

英文版本：
The most distant way in the world

The most distant way in the world
is not the way from birth to the end.
it is when i sit near you
that you don't understand i love u.

The most distant way in the world
is not that you're not sure i love u.
It is when my love is bewildering the soul
but i can't speak it out.

The most distant way in the world
is not that i can't say i love u.
it is after looking into my heart
i can't change my love.

The most distant way in the world
is not that i'm loving u.
it is in our love
we are keeping between the distance.

The most distant way in the world
is not the distance across us.
it is when we're breaking through the way
we deny the existance of love.

So the most distant way in the world
is not in two distant trees.
it is the same rooted branches
can't enjoy the co-existance.

So the most distant way in the world
is not in the being sepearated branches.
it is in the blinking stars
they can't burn the light.

So the most distant way in the world
is not the burning stars.
it is after the light
they can't be seen from afar.

So the most distant way in the world
is not the light that is fading away.
it is the coincidence of us
is not supposed for the love.

So the most distant way in the world
is the love between the fish and bird.
one is flying at the sky,
the other is looking upon into the sea.

我这一刻感到你的眼光正落在我的心上，象那早晨阳光中的沉默落在已收
获的孤寂的田野上一样。
I feel thy gaze upon my heart this moment like the sunny silence of
the morning upon the lonely field whose harvest is over.

泰戈尔（1861—1941），印度近代著名诗人、作家、社会活动家。他自幼喜爱吟诗，16岁就写了长诗《加惠加尼》。他的一生写了诗集50余册，中、长篇小说12部，短篇小说百余篇，剧本20余部。代表作《新月集》、《飞鸟集》。诗歌格调清新具有民族风格，他的创作对印度文学的发展影响很大。

第一次的茉莉花

呵 这些茉莉花
这些白的茉莉花！
我仿佛记得我第一次双手满捧着这些茉莉花
这些白的茉莉花的时候。
我喜爱那日光 那天空 那绿色的大地;
我听见那河水淙淙的流声
在黑漆的午夜里传过来;
秋天的夕阳 在荒原上大路转角处迎我
如新妇揭起她的面纱迎接好的爱人
但我想起孩提时第一次捧在手里的白茉莉
心里充满着甜蜜的回忆
我生平有过许多快活的日子
在节日宴会的晚上
我曾跟着说笑话的人大笑
在灰暗的雨天的早晨
我吟哦过许多飘逸的诗篇
我颈上戴过爱人手织的醉花的花圈 作为晚装
但我想起孩提时第一次捧在手里的白茉莉
心里充满着甜蜜的回忆