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My dearest, I am so cold that I find it difficult to keep my hand steady enough to write. You remember when we swam the last two fingers of your hand went the colour and texture of candles with the cold. Well that is how I am all over. It is almost four days since I had any real sensation in my feet or legs. Everything is frozen. The ground is like steel.
我最親愛的，我大冷了，我發(fā)現(xiàn)讓自己的手穩(wěn)穩(wěn)地寫字都很難。你是否還記得我們一起游泳的時候，你最后兩根手指凍得顏色和質(zhì)地如同蠟燭一般。那正是此刻我全身的感覺。幾乎已經(jīng)四天了，我的腳和腿還是沒有任何知覺。一切都那么寒冷。大地冷得如同鋼一般。
Forgive me telling you this but I feel I have to say it to someone. The worst thing is the dead. They sit or lie frozen in the position they died. You can distinguish them from the living because their faces are the colour of slate. God help us when the thaw comes... This war is beginning to have an effect on me. I have lost all sense of feeling. The only emotion I have experienced lately is one of anger. Sheer white trembling anger. If I live through this experience I will be a different person.
原諒我把這件事告訴你，但是我覺得我必須要把這件事告訴某個人。最糟糕的事情是那些死的人。他們就那樣被凍死，保持著坐著或躺著的姿勢。你可以把他們和活人分辨開來，因為他們的臉色像石板。冰雪消融時，上帝幫助了我們……這場戰(zhàn)爭開始對我產(chǎn)生影響。我已經(jīng)失去了所有的感覺。最近我所經(jīng)歷的唯一的情感就是憤怒，完全蒼白無力的、令人戰(zhàn)栗的憤怒。如果我能在這次戰(zhàn)爭中存活下來，我會變成一個不同的人。
