She's a very beautiful young woman, don't you think? '

她可个漂娘，不这么认为吗？”

Everyone's asking – who was that beautiful woman who you were at lunch with?

大家都想知道，刚才和一起吃午饭漂娘谁？

She wanted to be a pretty girl.

她想打扮成一个漂娘。

You're still the prettiest girl for miles around.

方圆数里内最漂娘。

Dressed up as Father Christmas and accompanied by a 'guard of honour' of six pretty girls, he set off down the main street of the city riding a baby elephant called Jumbo.

他打扮成圣诞老人，在由6个漂娘组成“仪仗队”陪同下，骑上一头名叫江伯小象，沿着城里主要街道出了。

So much is going on, he can't remember the name of a beautiful girl.

连这么漂娘名字都记不住。

'Friends who want the same place and the same wife, ' the pretty girl replied.

“朋友，只不过两人想得到同样地方和同一个女人。” 漂娘回答。

Look at this beautiful child, but we have no room for her.

看这漂娘但我们没有版面放她了。

You're a beautiful girl, Gwen. You deserve beautiful things.

格温，个漂娘。应该穿好看衣服。

Another clip showed Ernesto speaking to a beautiful woman.

下一段录像放歌神对一个漂娘说话。

Who's the pretty girl? Oh, looks like it's daddy's turn.

哪个小娘这么漂啊？呵呵，看来该让爸爸抱了。

Cinderella climbed into the beautiful coach and sat down.

灰娘登上漂马车，坐了下来。

It was very old-fashioned but he could see that she was beautiful.

那很老式照片，但他能看出来娘很漂。

It was her name-that of the beautiful girl he had hoped would be queen.

那她名字——那个他希望成为王后漂娘名字。

Nothing brings him to life like a pretty young girl.

只有年轻漂娘能让他精神焕。

" All the good-looking ones taken, Ron? " said Hermione loftily.

“漂娘都被人抢走了，吗，罗恩？”赫敏高傲地说。

" Goblin-made, you know, and been in my family for centuries. She's a good-looking girl, but still—French. Well, well, find me a good seat, Ronald, I am a hundred and seven and I ought not to be on my feet too long."

“那妖精造，知道，而且在我们家族代代相传已经好几个世纪了。她个很漂娘，但，怎么说也然个法国人。好吧好吧，给我找个好位置，罗恩，我已经107岁了，不能站太久。”

And as the father of two beautiful girls, whom I want to be there for as much as I possibly can – and whom I hope will be able to have families and careers of their own one day.

作为两个漂娘父亲，我想尽可能多与她们呆在一起，希望能陪她们到她们自己成家立业那一天。

The sunlight glowed along the road, and people seemed to dance as they moved through the streets. Feathertop could not stop himself, and walked toward the pretty smiling young girl.

阳光在路上闪闪光，人们在街上走动时似乎都在起舞。羽毛冠禁不住朝着那个微笑着年轻漂娘走去。

Somehow, the ball did not seem so pretty nor the girls so dashing, and the white heat of devotion to the Cause that was still shining on every face seemed — why, it just seemed silly!

不知怎，大厅好像并不怎么漂，娘们也并不怎么时髦，而每个人脸上似乎然在闪耀忠于主义挚爱之情----怎么，只不过显得愚蠢可笑罢了！