GITANJALI吉檀迦利
by Rabindranath tagore
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I boasted among men that I had known you. They see your pictures in all works of mine. They come and ask me, ‘Who is he?’ I know not how to answer them. I say, ‘Indeed, I cannot tell.’ They blame me and they go away in scorn. And you sit there smiling.
I put my tales of you into lasting songs. The secret gushes out from my heart. They come and ask me, ‘Tell me all your meanings.’ I know not how to answer them. I say, ‘Ah, who knows what they mean!’ They smile and go away in utter scorn. And you sit there smiling.
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我在人前夸说我认得你，在我的作品中，他们看到了你的画像，他们走来问：“这是谁？＂我不知道怎么回答．我说：＂真的，我说不出来．＂他们斥责我，轻蔑地走开了．你却坐在那里微笑．
我把你的事迹编成不朽的诗歌．秘密从我心中涌出．他们走来问我：＂把所有的意思都告诉我们罢．＂我从不知道怎样回答．我说：＂呵，谁知道那是什么意思！＂他们哂笑了，鄙夷之极地走开．你却坐在那里微笑． |
