好吧。
All right.
留意脚下。多美丽的地方啊。
Mind your step here. Such a beautiful place.
– 不可思议。 – 等等洛蒂。
– Marvelous. – Wait for Lotty.
再看最后一眼吧。
One last look.
【意大利语】我的手杖,多梅尼克。
Per Favore, Domenico.
– 【意大利语】谢谢。 – 费舍尔太太!
– Grazie. – Mrs. Fisher!
– Yoo-hoo!– 快来啊!
– Yoo-hoo! – Come on!
上个星期,
That last week,
整个乡村似乎都穿上了白色的衣裳。
the whole country seemed to dress itself in white.
白色百合,白色砧木,
There were white lilies, white stocks,
白色巴克西玫瑰,
white Banksia roses,
还有洋槐树的芬芳。
and the fragrance of the acacias.
甚至在我们到达山脚下,
Even after we’d got to the bottom of the hill
穿过铁门,
and passed through the iron gates
出了村之后,
and out into the village,
我们仍然还能闻到洋槐树的味道。
we could still smell the acacias.
即使到了伦敦,我们也能闻到它们的气味。
We could smell them even when we reached London.
但,那又是另一个故事了
But that’s another story.