GITANJALI吉檀迦利
by Rabindranath tagore
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Death, thy servant, is at my door. He has crossed the unknown sea and brought thy call to my home.
The night is dark and my heart is fearful---yet I will take up the lamp, open my gates and bow to him my welcome. It is thy messenger who stands at my door.
I will worship him placing at his feet the treasure of my heart.
He will go back with his errand done, leaving a dark shadow on my morning; and in my desolate home only my forlorn self will remain as my last offering to thee.
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死亡，你的仆人，来到我的门前．他渡过不可知的海洋临到我家，来传达你的召令．
夜色沉黑，我心中畏惧――但是我要端起灯来，开起门来，鞠躬欢迎他．因为站在我门前的是你的使者．
我要含泪地合掌礼拜他．我要把我心中等财产，放在他脚前，来礼拜他．
他的使命完成了就要回去，在我的晨光中留下了阴影；在我萧条的家里，只剩下孤独的我，作为最后献你的祭品． |
