泰戈尔诗歌精选 (53)吉檀迦利48
48.The morning sea of silence broke into ripples of bird songs; 48.清晨的静海,漾起鸟语的微波; and the flowers were all merry by the roadside; 路旁的繁花,争妍斗艳; and the wealth of gold was scattered through the rift of the clouds while we busily went on our way and paid no heed. 在我们匆忙赶路无心理睬的时候,云隙中散射出灿烂的金光。 We sang no glad songs nor played; we ...