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泰戈爾一生的創作詩歌受印度古典文學、西方詩歌和孟加拉民間抒情詩歌的影響，多為不押韻、不雕琢的自由詩和散文詩;他的小說受西方小說的影響，又有創新，特別是把詩情畫意融入其中，形成獨特風格。
我們一度夢見彼此是陌生人，醒來時發現彼此是相親相愛的。
Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
我的心是曠野的鳥，在你的眼睛里找到了它的天空。
My heart, the bird of the wilderness, has found its sky in your eyes.
它是大地的淚點，使她的微笑保持著青春不謝。
It is the tears of the earth that keep her smiles in bloom.
如果你因失去了太陽而流淚，那么你也失去了群星。
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.
你看不見你自己，你所看見的只是你的影子。
What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.
瀑布歌唱道：“當我找到了自己的自由時,我找到了我的歌?！?/P>
The waterfall sing, "I find my song, when I find my freedom."
你微微地笑著，不同我說什么話。而我覺得，為了這個，我已等待得久了。
You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.
人不能在他的歷史中表現出他自己，他在歷史中奮斗著露出頭角。
Man does not reveal himself in his history, he struggles up through it.
我們如海鷗之與波濤相遇似地，遇見了，走近了。海鷗飛去，波濤滾滾地流開，我們也分別了。
Like the meeting of the seagulls and the waves we meet and come near.The seagulls fly off, the waves roll away and we depart.
當我們是大為謙卑的時候，便是我們最接近偉大的時候。
We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.
決不要害怕剎那--永恒之聲這樣唱著。
Never be afraid of the moments--thus sings the voice of the everlasting.
"完全"為了對"不全"的愛，把自己裝飾得美麗。
The perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the Imperfect.
錯誤經不起失敗，但是真理卻不怕失敗。
Wrong cannot afford defeat but right can.
這寡獨的黃昏，幕著霧與雨，我在我的心的孤寂里，感覺到它的嘆息。
In my solitude of heart I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled with mist and rain.
我們把世界看錯了，反說它欺騙我們。
We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.
人對他自己建筑起堤防來。
Man barricades against himself.
使生如夏花之絢爛，死如秋葉之靜美。
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
我想起了其他的浮泛在生與死與愛以及被遺忘的川流上的的時代，我便感覺到離開塵世的自由了。
I think of other ages that floated upon the stream of life and love and death and are forgotten, and I feel the freedom of passing away.
只管走過去，不必逗留著采了花朵來保存，因為一路上花朵自會繼續開放的。
Do not linger to gather flowers to keep them, but walk on,for flowers will keep themselves blooming all your way.
思想掠過我的心上，如一群野鴨飛過天空。我聽見它們鼓翼之聲了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.I hear the voice of their wings.
