" Not a bit of it, I'm dying to do it. Come, I'll be good. I don't like your gown, but I do think you are just splendid." And he waved his hands, as if words failed to express his admiration.

“一点也不，渴望同你跳舞。来吧，会愉快的，不喜欢你这长裙，但为你——真太亮了。”他了手，像说话还不足以表达他的敬慕之心。

With it, for many years, he had led the procession of the Adoration of the Shepherds, playing, as none but he could play, the music of the noels.

多年来，他一直带着这把琴，在牧童们的敬慕行列中领跑，演奏着只有他才能演奏的诺尔斯的音乐。