再一次，我不知为甚么，又感到一阵莫名其妙的哀痛。这时，我想到了一个题目：“一礼拜之前，我熟谙你的那天早上，你伶仃一小我在这旷无火食的处所走着，这么说，这并不是偶尔的了？你是要回到你降落的处所去是吗？”
“哦！”
“啊！”我对他说，“我有点怕……”
"Do you hear" said the little prince. "We have wakened the well, and it is singing..."I did not want him to tire himself with the rope.
“你听，”小王子说，“我们唤醒了这口井，它现在唱起歌来了……”
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“哦，如许也能够了。”他说，“孩子们认得出来。”
"Now you must work. You must return to your engine. I will be waiting for you here. Come back tomorrow evening..."But I was not reassured. I remembered the fox. One runs the risk of weeping a little, if one lets himself be tamed...
我把水桶提到他的嘴边。他闭着眼睛喝口水。就像过节普通镇静甜美。这水确切分歧于普通补给品，它是我们披星戴月走了很多路才找到的，是在辘轳的歌声中，颠末我双手的尽力得来的。它像是一件礼品安慰着我的心灵。在我小的时候，圣诞树的灯光，半夜里弥撒的音乐，甜美的浅笑，这统统都使我圣诞节时收到的礼品辉映着幸运的光彩。
One question, however, occurred to me:"Then it was not by chance that on the morning when I first met you― a week ago― you were strolling along like that, all alone, a thousand miles from any inhabited region You were on the your back to the place where you landed"The little prince flushed again.
我渐渐地把水桶提到井口上。把它稳稳地放好。因为找到这口井，我既欢畅又怠倦。我的耳朵里还响着辘轳的歌声。我瞥见太阳的影子在闲逛的水面上跳动。