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I'm in an auto camp on Route 66 just west of Gallup. New Mexico. If I tell it, perhaps it will help me. It will keep me from going, going crazy. But I got to tell this quickly. I am not crazy now - I feel perfectly well, except that I am running a slight temperature.
我在新墨西哥州蓋洛普的西邊，第66公路旁的一處汽車營區(qū)過夜。我說這些，也許可以幫幫我，免 得我變成了瘋子。可我必須快點(diǎn)說出來，因?yàn)槲掖丝?還沒有瘋。除了有點(diǎn)發(fā)燒外，人安然無恙。
My name is Ronald Adams; I'm thirty-six years of age, unmarried, tall, dark with a black moustache. I drive a 1940 Buick, license number 6Y175189.1 was born in Brooklyn. All this I know.
我叫朗諾得o亞當(dāng)斯，今年三十六歲，未婚，高個子，皮膚黝黑，蓄黑胡須。我開一部一九四?年份 的別克汽車，牌照號碼是6Y175189。我在布魯克林出生。我知道的就是這些。
I know that I'm at this moment perfectly sane, that it's not me who，s gone mad, but something else, something utterly beyond my control. I've got to speak quickly. At any moment the link may break. This may be the last thing I ever tell on earth- the last night I ever see the stars.
我知道此刻的我完全是正常的，并不是我瘋了， 而是別的什么，我自己無力控制的。我得趕緊說出來，不然這關(guān)聯(lián)可能就會斷了。這次也許是我在地球上所說的最后一件事--也是我看到星星的最后一個夜晚。
