Language is a cracked kettle on which we beat out tunes for bears to dance to, while all the time we long to move the stars to pity.
语言是一只裂开的水壶，我们在上面敲出曲调，让熊跟着跳舞，而我们却时时刻刻想让星星怜悯。
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