我的声音会在秋光里回漾
在雨幔重重的云层间飘荡
倾述着我们曾经相遇的时光。
©H.L.Glennie
Poem
by Rabindranath Tagore, #68
YOU HAVE drunk the draught of songs
that I poured for you,
and accepted the garland of my woven dreams.
My heart straying in the wilderness
was ever touched by the pain that was your own touch.
When my days are done, my leave-taking hushed
in a final silence,
my voice will linger in the autumn light
and rain-laden clouds
with the message that we had met.
我的双语朗诵视频:英汉双语译颂泰戈尔《诗》第68首
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在雨幔重重的云层间飘荡
倾述着我们曾经相遇的时光。
©H.L.Glennie
Poem
by Rabindranath Tagore, #68
YOU HAVE drunk the draught of songs
that I poured for you,
and accepted the garland of my woven dreams.
My heart straying in the wilderness
was ever touched by the pain that was your own touch.
When my days are done, my leave-taking hushed
in a final silence,
my voice will linger in the autumn light
and rain-laden clouds
with the message that we had met.
我的双语朗诵视频:英汉双语译颂泰戈尔《诗》第68首
如果视频卡带,可以点击连线:
http://v.youku.com/v_show/id_XMTI5MjEwMTgwNA==.html
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