迷失方向

When I wandered in the deep snow, she led me back to the trail.

如果我在雪地里迷失了方向，她就会把我引到正路上。

Phaeton joyfully jumped on the carriage and set off.very soon he lost his way.he grew pale at the great height and the vast sky in front of him and behind.the horses ran wild.unable to hold them,phaeton dropped them in fear.straight down to the earth the carriage dashed.rivers were dried up.crops hung down and withered.men's cries of suffering rose up from the burnt earth.the enraged zeus soon found the cause of the trouble,and without hesitation gave one of his most powerful thunderbolts at the proud and careless boy.phaeton dropped straight down into a river.both parents were sad over the loss of their son.and his sisters,who were so unhappy with his untimely death,were changed into poplars and their tears ambers.

法厄同怀着喜悦的心情跳上战车出发了。很快他就迷失了方向。看到前后令人头晕目眩的高度和浩瀚的天空，他变得脸色苍白。战马狂奔了，简直无法驾驶。恐惧之下，他把缰绳松了。战车向地面猛栽下去。河流干涸了，作物枯萎凋谢了。从烧焦的土地上传来了人类受难的恸哭。暴跳如雷的宙斯很快找到了这场乱子的原因。他毫不犹豫地朝高傲自大、粗心大意的法厄同施放了雷电中最猛烈的一击。法厄同径直地掉江中。父母为失去儿子而哀痛。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us——then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master——her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

当河岸诗意地披上了薄雾，仿佛蒙上了面纱，那古老的楼舍迷失在暗淡的天空之下，高耸的烟囱幻化成钟楼，就连仓房都变成了夜色中的宫殿，整个城市仿佛悬于天堂之下，童话般的世界便呈现了我们的面前——外出的人们行色匆匆，赶往家的方向，那些忙于工作的教养很好的人们，还有那些睿智快乐的人们，驻足思考，驻足观望。大自然，这次却是以她的曲调，独独为艺术家献上了自己优美的歌声，仿佛面对的是她的儿子亦或称为主人——作为儿子，他爱着她；作为主人，他了解她。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us——then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master——her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

当夜色如一袭朦胧的面纱，模糊了匆匆的行人，模糊了河畔涓涓的诗情，当贫瘠之家在暗淡的天空下迷失了自己，直耸如云的烟囱衍变成遗世独立的钟鼓，当富裕之家成了晚间的宫殿，当整座城市悬挂在天堂之间，梦幻的仙境就在我们眼前——而那羁旅之人也正急速地往家的方向赶去；工人和文人，明智者和快乐者停下了思维，他们不再有看的欲望。而自然，又一次哼起了调子，仅对着艺术家唱起了她独有精美的歌，艺术家就像她的儿子和主人——爱着她的儿子，了解她的主人。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us——then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master——her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

当暗夜迷雾给河滨披上诗般的轻纱薄衣，可怜的建筑在暗淡的天幕下迷失自我，高耸的烟囱变成了钟楼，货栈成了伫立在夜间的宫殿，整座城市游荡在天际，仙境就在眼前---流浪者正朝家的方向疾去；工人与雅士，智者与享乐主义者，不再了解，正如他们已不再对之投以目光。而大自然，曾只为艺术家---自然之子，自然之主---一开金嗓，仙乐悠扬。艺术家作为自然之子，深爱其母；艺术家亦是自然之主，对自然的理解不在话下。

Cynics will say we have lost our way, that the American Century is at its end.

愤世嫉俗者会说，我们迷失了自己的方向，美国时代已一去不复返。

Cynics will say we've lost our ways that the American century is at its end.

愤世嫉俗者会说，我们迷失了自己的方向，美国时代已一去不复返。

Snow White in the forest lost its way, thanks to encounter the seven dwarves, and they established a friendship.

白雪公主在森林里迷失了方向，幸亏遇上了七个小矮人，并与他们建立了友谊。

Nobody knows who I really am I never felt this empty before And if I ever need someone to come along Who's gonna comfort me, and keep me strong We are all rowing the boat of fate The waves keep on comin' and we can't escape But if we ever get lost on our way The waves would guide you thru another dayNobody knows who I really am Maybe they just don't give a damn But if I ever need someone to come along I know you would follow me, and keep me strongAnd every time I see your face, the oceans leap up to my heart You make me wanna strain at the oars, and soon I can't see the shore Oh I can't see the shore..

我们都在命运之湖上荡舟划桨波浪起伏着而我们无法逃脱孤航但是假使我们迷失了方向波浪将指引我们穿越另一天的曙光在遥远的地方呼吸着仿佛变成透明一般还以为是周遭的黑暗却只是被蒙住了双眼虔诚地祈祷着期待新的一天到来直到那闪耀着亮丽光芒的大海边际没有知道我究竟是什么模样或许他们并不会指责我有些荒唐如果我需要有人来陪伴谁会安慰我并让我更加坚强想从不断变迁的人心中挣脱又一轮阴晴圆缺的月亮牵引着我向前想从不断变迁的人心中挣脱又一轮阴情圆缺的月亮牵引着我向前每一次我看到你的脸庞海洋奋力托起我的心脏你令我在荡桨时感到紧张转眼间我已经看到岸的彼方啊，我能看到岸的彼方？

Nobody knows who I really am I never felt this empty before And if I ever need someone to come along Who's gonna comfort me and keep me strong We are all rowing the boat of fate The waves keep on comin' and we can't escape But if we ever get lost on our way The waves would guide you thru another day 远くで息をしてる透明になったみたい暗暗に思えたけど目隠しされてただけ祈りをささげて新しい日を待つ鲜やかに光る海その果てまで Nobody knows who I really am Maybe they just don't give a damn But if I ever need someone to come along I know you would follow me, and keep me strong 人の心はうつりゆく抜け出したくなるつきはまた新しい周期で(Tsuki wa mata atarashii shuuki de)船を连れてく And every time I see your face, The oceans heave up to my heart You make me wanna strain at the oars, And soon I can see the shore Oh, I can see the shore When will I....

翻译没有人知道我究竟是谁我以前从未感觉到如此虚无空荡如果我需要有人来陪伴谁会安慰我并让我更加坚强我们都在命运之湖上荡舟划桨波浪起伏这而我们无法逃离孤航但是假使我们迷失了方向波浪将指引着我们穿越另一天的曙光在遥远的地方呼吸着仿佛变成了透明一般还以为是周遭的黑暗却只是被蒙住了双眼虔诚地祈祷着期待新的一天的到来直到闪耀着亮丽光芒的大海边际没有人知道我究竟是谁或许他们并不会指责我的荒唐但如果我需要有人来陪伴我知道你会追随我并使我坚强想从不断变迁的人心中挣脱又一轮阴晴圆缺的月亮牵引着我向前每一次我看见你的脸庞海洋奋力托起我的心脏你令我在荡桨时感到紧张转眼我竟看不到岸的彼方啊，我看不到岸的彼方。。。。。。

Neither the killing of Mr Zarqawi nor any breakthrough on the political front will stop the insurgency and the fratricidal murders in their tracks.

在对危险的南部地区访问时，他斥责什叶派民兵领导人对中央集权的挑衅行为。

In fact,I've got him on the satellite mobile right now.

实际上 我们已接通卫星可视电话了