We had really seen nothing.

但其实什么也没发现
And I catch myself thinking today that our long journey

我今天不由地想到我们漫长的旅行
had only defiled with a sinuous trail of slime the lovely,

已经被那满是淤泥的曲折小路给毁了
trustful, dreamy, enormous country that by then,

回想起来那美丽朴实而又梦幻的国度
in retrospect, was no more to us than a collection of dog-eared maps,

对我们而言不过是破旧的地图
ruined tour-books, old tires, and her sobs in the night--

破损的旅行指南旧车胎以及她夜晚的抽噎声
every night, every night-- the moment I feigned sleep.

每晚每晚那时我总是佯装睡觉
We have to pair that with that other evocation of the landscape

我们把这段与其它关于景色的回忆放在一起
to see this alternate idea,

可以理解另一种想法
that actually this distanced criss-crossing of the landscape could be damaging.

即这种远风景的远距离交错的布景是有破坏性的
Think of those other violent knight's moves,

想想其它暴力的跨越式处理
like skipping past the mother's death.

比如跳过母亲的死亡