Africa is a cruel country; it takes your heart and grinds it into powdered stone - and no one minds.

  • -- Elspeth Huxley 赫胥黎

非洲是一个残酷的国家;它带走你的心,把它磨成粉末状的石头——没有人在意。

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Keep right on to the end of the road, Keep right on to the end. Tho’ the way be long let your heart be strong, Keep right on round the bend. Tho’ you’re tired and weary Still journey on, till you come to your happy abode, Where all you love you’ve been dreaming of Will be there, at the end of the road.

一直走到路的尽头,一直走到路的尽头。虽然路漫漫其修远兮,但让你的心变得坚强,继续前行。尽管你已经疲惫不堪,但你仍然要继续前行,直到你来到你幸福的住所,在那里,你一直梦想的爱就在那里,在路的尽头。

Swallow, my sister, O sister swallow, How can thine heart be full of the spring? A thousand summers are over and dead. What hast thou found in the spring to follow? What hast thou found in thine heart to sing? What wilt thou do when the summer is shed?

燕子,我的妹妹,燕子妹妹,你的心怎么能充满春天呢?一千个夏天过去了,死了。你在春天里找到了什么可以追寻?你心里发现了什么可以歌唱?夏天一过,你要做什么?

What a cruel thing war is... to fill our hearts with hatred instead of love for our neighbors.

战争是多么残酷的事情啊……让我们的心中充满仇恨,而不是对邻居的爱。

I just think you people would be happier back in Africa where you came from.

我只是觉得你们回到非洲会更快乐你们来自非洲。

I dream of an Africa which is in peace with itself.

我梦想有一个自我和平的非洲。