英语翻译I'd meant to go to Miros that day.I'd packed my bag and

英语翻译
I'd meant to go to Miros that day.I'd packed my bag and was ready.The motor-boat came in on time.The sky was cloudy,but the wind wasn't too strong for the two-hour crossing.I stood at my window,staring at the boat.Then I lost sight of her,an old light-house partly blocked my view of the harbour.A dozen passagers were making their way there.I was about to join them-when a man's face appeared at the light-house window.
This was strange,because the light-house had been empty,unused and locked for thirty years.It was stranger still-because I'd seen that face before.I couldn't place it bur it was,or had once been,familiar to me.I opened my window and shouted across.
"I know we've met before,but I can't remember where."
I expected him to open his if he could and answer me.He did neither.The face behind the glass remained motionless (静止).Seeing him more clearly now,I knew he was not looking at me.He seemed to be looking upwards,at the clouds.How well I’d known that face,sometime,somewhere!I tried again.“we met years ago.Was it in Athens in the 1950s?I used to live in Plaka.”
He didn’t reply nor give any sign that he’d heard.I went back further,to when I was in the navy.“Perhaps we met at sea during the war,” and that thought at once brought him to mind.Commander Leftis!He was commander Leftis of course!How could I have forgotten?I’d saved his life once.But surely he …
The motor-boat rang her bell.I turned my eyes.The wind had risen,but she was pulling out.Laughing,I called,“Now I’ve missed her,and it’s your fault ,Commander!”
As the boat drew away,the face at the window faded.One minute it was there.Looking up,I could see the whites of the eyes.The next minute it was gone.
Well,I didn’t rush to the light-house.I knew that Leftis was dead.He died at sea in 1963 or ’64.But there’s one other thing I ought to tell you:the motor-boat never reached Miros.It was lost in a storm,with all the passengers.

我想就是去Miros这一天.我想我的包装袋,并准备.电机排在船的时间.天空多云,但风力并不太强的两个小时的过境点.我站在我的窗口,盯着小船.然后,我忘记了她,一个老轻院部分阻断我认为的海港.十几个passagers正在他们那里.我正要加入他们,当一个人的面孔出现在轻房子窗口.
这是奇怪的,因为根据内部就一直闲置,闲置和锁定为30年.这是陌生人仍是因为我想看到,面对面前.我不能将它塞是,或曾经是,我所熟悉的.我打开我的窗口,并高喊跨越.
“我知道我们已经见过,但我不记得在那里. ”
我期望他打开他如果他能和回答我的问题.他既没有.面对落后的玻璃依然一动不动（静止） .看他更清楚,现在我知道他是不是看着我.他似乎在寻找向上,在云彩.如何以及我想知道的脸,有时,某个地方!我尝试一次. “我们会见了几年前.它是在雅典奥运会在20世纪50年代?我曾经生活在普拉卡. “
他没有回答,也不提供任何迹象表明他会听到.我回去进一步,以当我在海军. “也许我们在海上会见了在战争期间, ”这一次思想使他难以忘怀.指挥官Leftis !他是指挥官Leftis当然!我怎么能忘了?我想挽救他的生命一次.但他肯定...
电机船让她的门铃.我转过身我的眼睛.风已经上升,但她退出.笑,我呼吁, “现在我已经错过了她,这是你的过错,指挥官! ”
由于该船提请消失,面对窗口消失.一分钟它在那里.仰视,我可以看到白人的眼睛.下一分钟它已经走了.
嗯,我并没有急于光房子.我知道, Leftis已经死了.他在海上死亡在1963年或'64 .但有一件事我应该告诉你：电机船从未达到Miros .有人失去了在一场风暴,所有的乘客.