见信如唔25-安睡吧,我的爱人(1)-罗伯特·林德尔

Dear Dave,
亲爱的戴夫，
This is in memory of an anniversary — the anniversary of October 27th, 1943, when I first heard you singing in North Africa.
这封信是为了了纪念我们⼀一周年年，纪念1943年年10⽉月27⽇日，我第⼀一次在北北⾮非听⻅见你的歌声。

That song brings memories of the happiest times I've ever known. 这⾸首歌带给了了我此⽣生最美好的回忆。

Memories of a GI show troop — curtains made from barrage balloons — spotlights made from cocoa cans — rehearsals that ran late into the evenings — and a handsome boy with a wonderful tenor voice.
那时我们在进⾏行行军队表演，把拦截⽓气球⽤用作窗帘，把可可罐⽤用做聚光灯，彩排⼀一直持续到深夜，还有那个歌声悦⽿耳的帅⽓气男孩。

Opening night at a theatre in Canastel — perhaps a bit too much muscatel, and someone who understood.
在纳斯特尔剧院的⾸首演，我可能有点喝喝多了了，才发现原来有⼈人懂我。

Exciting days playing in the beautiful and stately Municipal Opera House in Oran — a misunderstanding — an understanding in the wings just before opening chorus.
在奥兰美丽庄严的市歌剧院演出的那些⽇日⼦子，在开场合唱前我们有了了误会，但⼜又⻢马上和好。

Drinks at "Coq d'or" — dinner at the "Auberge" — a ring and a promise given.
在Coq d'or把酒⾔言欢，在客栈共进晚餐，随后你向我求婚。

The show 1st Armoured — muscatel, scotch, wine — someone who had to be carried from the truck and put to bed in his tent.
有⼀一次，我们去看了了《第⼀一装甲》这场戏剧，喝喝了了很多酒，我需要把你从卡⻋车上背下来，把你送回帐篷⾥里里睡觉。

A night of pouring rain and two very soaked GIs beneath a solitary tree on an African plain.
还有那⼀一晚，⼤大⾬雨倾盆，我们俩全身湿透躲在⾮非洲平原⼀一棵孤零零的树下。

A borrowed French convertible — a warm sulphur spring, the cool Mediterranean, and a picnic of "rations" and hot cokes.
有⼀一次，我们借了了⼀一辆法式敞篷⻋车，去泡硫磺温泉，享受地中海海的清凉，“定量量”的野餐和热可乐。

Two lieutenants who were smart enough to know the score, but not smart enough to realize that we wanted to be alone.
两个聪明的中尉了了解我们的关系，但却不不知道我们不不希望被打扰。