陆地对我来说是艘过大的船，太漂亮的女人，过长的旅途，太浓的香水，这支曲子我不知道从何弹起，我永远离不开这条船，但我可以结束自己的生命。Land is a ship too big for me. It's a woman too beautiful. It's a voyage too long. Perfume too strong. It's music I don't know how to make. I could never get off this ship. At best, I can step off my life.

你们要如何走? 你怎么去选择走哪一条?一个女人，一间房子，一块自己的地方，一片窗外的风景，一种死亡的方式。太多需要选择，我无所适从，漫无止境。How do you do it down there? How do you choose just one? One woman, one house, one piece of land to call your own, one landscape to look at, one way to die. All that world just weighing down on you. You don't even know where it comes to an end.

偌大的城市，绵延无尽。阻止了我的脚步的，并不是我所看见的东西，而是我所无法看见的那些东西。In all that sprawling city, there was everything except an end. What I did not see was where the whole thing came to an end, the end of the world.

虽然我们互相笑着说回见，但是我们都心知肚明，分离即永别，我们对此无能为力，这是注定会发生的，正在发生。We laughed, we kept saying "see you soon", but inside, we both knew we'd never see each other again. And there was nothing we could do about it, it had to happen that way. And now it was happening.

他从来没踏上陆地过，从来没有，他从舷窗看了这片大陆千百次，但从来没下过船。He never set foot on dry land. Never. He'd seen it from the ports a hundred times, but he never got off the boat.

我想你们岸上的人，浪费了太多时间在问为什么，冬天忧虑夏天姗姗来迟，夏天则担心冬天将至，所以他们不停四处游走，总是追逐四季如夏的世外桃源。I think you land people waste a lot of time wondering why. Winter comes and you can't wait for summer. Summer comes and you live in dread of winter. That's why you never tire of traveling. Always chasing someplace far away where it's always summer. 

我最想在巴黎做的是，在埃菲尔铁塔下等日落时，看人们从塔上失足落下，在他们完全着地之前通过他们的尖叫声分辨他们是哪国人。what I like to do best in Paris is....wait under the Eiffel tower at sunset, for the people who throw themselves off the top and try to guess what country they're from by their screams before they go splat all over the ground!

原谅我吧，朋友，我不下船了。Forgive me, my friend. But I'm not getting off.

只要你还有个好故事和一个能够倾诉的人，你就永远不会完蛋。You're never really done for as long as you got a good story...and someone to tell it to.