I can't build a fire by rubbing two pieces of wood together.

总不能靠磨擦两片木柴来取火吧。

Insect bites, abrasion from the water tank, anything that's not Rebecca's fingernails. - Postmortem decay.

蚊虫叮咬、水箱磨擦，只要不是丽贝卡指甲留下就行。- 尸体腐烂。

Oh, yeah. I rubbed a magazine on myself earlier.

喔，对喔，刚刚才用 杂志磨擦到自己。

It would probably be a kinder world: with out demands, without abrasions, without disappointments.

或许，这将是一个更为友善世界：没有渴求，没有磨擦，没有失望。

But, you guys, just in case, maybe a genie will come out if we rub this lamp.

但是，为了以防万一 们来磨擦这个灯，或许精灵会出现。

Scarlett leaned her head against the wall, like a naughty child in a corner, and rubbed her aching throat.

思嘉将头靠在墙壁，像个躲在角落顽皮孩子，一面磨擦着疼痛咽喉。在关着门，媚兰快要去世了。

The abrasive sound of their passage increased.

他们过时发出磨擦声越来越大。

That was just the pants and the couch.

那是裤子跟沙发磨擦声音。

I just wanna grab all these houses and rub 'em all over my body.

只想抓住这些房子 磨擦。

One month later, the friction between them appeared.

一个月后，他们俩之间磨擦出现了。

I just wanna grab these houses and rub them all over my body.

只想拿起这些房子 把它们在磨擦。

With the grating of the gate, a green grocer came into the graveyard.

随着一声大门磨擦声，一个蔬菜水果商走进墓地。

The others heard it then—an abrasive slithering, distant and growing louder.

其他人随后听到了——一种磨擦般滑行声，从远处传来，而且声音越来越大。

A new sound began to impress itself on them: a muted whisper, a hissing, an abrasive slithering.

一种新声音开始给他们留下深刻印象：一种低沉耳语，一种嘶嘶声，一种磨擦般滑行声。

It had curled gratingly around the end of the truck and, still spinning and sliding, was about to collide with me again.

它绕过了卡车车尾，发出了刺耳磨擦声，还在旋转，还在滑动，眼看又要和撞了。

Uhh, I can't stop thinking about it. It's just so hard. I just wanna grab all these houses and rub 'em all over my body.

可是没有办法不去想那个，太难了啦。只想抓住这些房子，磨擦。

Another sound grated under the window, more plainly this time, but still so faint that it needed Lupin's trained ear to distinguish it.

另一个声音在窗下磨擦，这次更明显，但仍然很微弱，需要卢平训练有素耳朵才能分辨。

Harry felt the ropes fall away and turned, rubbing his wrists, to see Ron running around the cellar, looking up at the low ceiling, searching for a trapdoor.

哈利感觉粗绳旋转着松开，磨擦他手腕，看到罗恩在地窖周围乱跑，他抬头看着低低天花板，寻找着活板门。

Err...the same common stones that go in through rubbing against each other like this, creating a little bit of friction, creating a little bit of noise, had come out these beautiful polished rocks.

看去普普通通石头，像这样互相碰撞、互相磨擦，发出轻微噪音，最终变成了美丽光滑石头。

Wheels grated in the drive, a carriage and pair stood at the steps; there was a stampede from the dining-room, and the loud voices died away, to burst forth presently from the porch.

车轮在车道发出磨擦声，一辆马车停在台阶。餐厅传来一阵踩踏声，响亮声音逐渐减弱，很快就从门廊传了出来。