If It Is Not My Portion to Meet 

作者: Tagore (泰戈尔)

来源: 《吉檀迦利》

If it is not my portion to meet thee in this life,

then let me ever feel that I have missed thy sight;

let me not forget for a moment,

let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams and in my wakeful hours.

假如我今生无缘遇到你，

就让我永远感到恨不相逢；

让我念念不忘，

让我在醒时梦中都怀着这悲哀的苦痛。

As my days pass in the crowded market of this world and my hands grow full with the daily profits,

let me ever feel that I have gained nothing;

let me not forget for a moment,

let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams and in my wakeful hours.

当我的日子在世界的闹市中度过，

我的双手捧着每日赢利的时候，

让我永远觉得我是一无所获；

让我念念不忘，

让我在醒时梦中都怀着这悲哀的苦痛。

When I sit by the roadside, tired and panting, when I spread my bed low in the dust,

let me ever feel that the long journey is still before me;

let me not forget for a moment,

let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams and in my wakeful hours.

当我坐在路边，疲乏喘息， 当我在尘土中铺设卧具，

让我永远记着前面还有悠悠的长路；

让我念念不忘，

让我在醒时梦中都怀着这悲哀的苦痛。

When my rooms have been decked out and the flutes sound and the laughter there is loud,

let me ever feel that I have not invited thee to my house;

let me not forget for a moment,

let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams and in my wakeful hours.

当我的屋子装饰好了，萧笛吹起， 欢笑声喧的时候，

让我永远觉得我还没有请你光临；

让我念念不忘，

让我在醒时梦中都怀着这悲哀的苦痛。

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