When we had trudged along for several hours, in silence, the darkness fell, and the stars began to come out. Thirst had made me a little feverish, and I looked at them as if I were in a dream. The little prince’s last words came reeling back into my memory:"Then you are thirsty, too" I demanded.
"Ah," I said to the little prince, "these memories of yours are very charming; but I have not yet succeeded in repairing my plane; I have nothing more to drink; and I, too, should be very happy if I could walk at my leisure toward a spring of fresh water!""My friend the fox―" the little prince said to me.
小王子睡觉了，我就把他抱在怀里，又重新上路了。我很打动，就仿佛抱着一个脆弱的宝贝。在地球上没有比这更脆弱的了。我借着月光，看着他惨白的面额，这双紧闭的眼睛，这随风飞舞的卷发，这时我对本身说道：“我所看到的仅仅是表面。最首要的是看不见的……”
小王子对我说：“我的朋友狐狸……”
And that was true. I have always loved the desert. One sits down on a desert sand dune, sees nothing, hears nothing. Yet through the silence something throbs, and gleams...
“我真欢畅，你和我的狐狸的观点一样。”小王子说。
确切如此。我一向很喜好戈壁，坐在一个沙丘上，甚么也看不见、听不见。但是，却有一种说不出的东西在冷静地放着光……
我无可何如：在茫茫的大戈壁上自觉地去找水井，真是一件荒唐事。但是我们还是解缆了。
"Because I am about to die of thirst..."He did not follow my reasoning, and he answered me:"It is a good thing to have had a friend, even if one is about to die. I, for instance, am very glad to have had a fox as a friend...""He has no way of guessing the danger," I said to myself. "He has never been either hungry or thirsty. A little sunshine is all he needs..."But he looked at me steadily, and replied to my thought:"I am thirsty, too. Let us look for a well..."I made a gesture of weariness. It is absurd to look for a well, at random, in the immensity of the desert. But nevertheless we started walking.