不远处,一位雍容华贵气质的白人美女,也在看着弹琴的人,嘴里念叨着:“It is the silent whisper of the lonely and sad heart; Is also the carnival restlessness of the people under the body of hysteria; It is a desolate heart of rain and dew, she watering g me. Like a whisper in your ear, smoothing away all uneasiness.(它是寂寞悲伤之人心底的无声低吟;亦是那狂欢躁动之人躯体下的歇斯底里;更是那荒芜内心的一场甘霖雨露,它浇灌着我,教诲着我。似耳边低声细语般,抚平一切的不安。)