引-我只是我，萨尔·佩拉提斯，无精打采地徘徊在这个，温柔的难以忍受的夜晚，多希望自己能够变成，一个快乐，真诚，热情奔放的美国黑人。

I was only myself, Sal Paradise, sad, strolling in this violet dark, this unbearably sweet night wishing I could exchange worlds with the happy, true-hearted, ecstatic Negroes of America.

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我很快意识到自己只了解夜晚的表面；至于月亮，我只是透过百叶窗的缝隙偶尔瞥见其身影。

I soon discovered that I was acquainted only with its 17 complexion, and as for the moon, I had seen her only as it were through a 18 crevice in a shutter, occasionally.

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