玛拉：什么?

　　Myra： What?

　　洛伊：你的脸真年轻，真美。

　　Roy： Your face. It‘s all youth， all beauty

　　玛拉：你仍不明白什么。

　　Myra： What is it you still don‘t get?

　　洛伊：今天下午我离开你时，我记不起你的长相，这辈子也不会记得。我想，她美吗?她丑吗?她长得什么样?我不记得。甚至非得到剧院去看你的长相。

　　Roy： You know， when I left you this afternoon， I couldn‘t remember what you looked like， not for the life for me. I thought， was she pretty? Was she ugly? What was she like? I couldn’t remember. I simply had to get to that theater tonight to see what she looked like.

　　玛拉：你觉得现在记住了吗?

　　Myra： Do you think you will remember me now?

　　洛伊：我想是的。一辈子记住。

　　Roy： I think so， I think so， for the rest of my life.

　　玛拉：你到底有什么不明白的呢?

　　Myra： But what is it about me you still don‘t get?

　　男人：各位，现在是今晚的最后一曲。希望你们享受这个告别的华尔兹。

　　Man： Ladies and gentlemen， we now come to the last dance of the evening. I hope you enjoy the farewell waltz.

　　洛伊：待会儿告诉你，我们跳舞吧。