正在翻译中， 还有20分钟献上

当你读到这封信时,我也许正在无边的黑暗中沉沉睡去. 我一定不能理解你此刻的心情. 并不想质问你,也没有理由和权利质问你.我只是,还想再
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蓝黑战袍,我只是,还想看看你的身影.不是今天,不是明天,让时间再长点,好么,菲戈. 我曾经的,现在的,未来的,所有愿望,都在这里了.一切的一切,都不要了好么.用他们和我的眼泪,换我眼里的蓝黑色彩.菲戈别走,菲戈别让我为你哭泣,菲戈菲戈,心中刻的,嘴上念的,怎么都是你呢.今夜我不愿哭泣.只请你坚强的留下,好么. 年华顺水匆匆流走.记忆中斑驳着的,是那怎么也挥不去7号背影.天天年年,年年天天,怎么也无法接受的事实,他怎么就是真的呢.如果是梦,窗外的叶子怎么都零落了呢.泪水怎么,又爬上了脸庞呢. 早已说好,毕业一定飞去米兰城,寻找那个传奇的7号.可是那天,离现在还有700多天.梦想与现实的距离,总是远得无法想像.当我得知你要远走高飞,正在上课的我手里忽然失去了力量,笔尖轻轻滑过纸面,"啪"掉在了地上.弯腰下去,泪水不小心滴在了手背. 滚烫,绝望,无力. 菲戈我无法描述我的悲伤.我只知道记忆里的一些东西,永远是记忆,仅此而已.坚强的你一定不会哭吧,可是,又有多少人在为你哭泣呢,菲戈. 也许是我太天真,总幻想有一天能身着蓝黑剑条衫,站在梅阿查球场几万名球迷中间,在你走出更衣室的时候,紧紧抓住胸前的国米标志,轻轻地说一句,菲戈加油.眼里或许含着泪水,但心里,终究是温暖的. 现在这也永远只能是个梦了.等放了假,已是盛夏.在那开满细密小白花的时节,再去重温梦中情景,恐怕早已物是人非. 米兰一行,终究要去.米兰德比,依然会看.只是不知道,眼睛是否会习惯没有7号的蓝黑军团,心里,是否会惦记那个有着坚韧眼神的男人. 尽管心里早做了最坏的打算,可还是不愿意放弃心中的小小希望,期盼奇迹的出现.我只是一个普普通通的中国女孩,我不能望着你的眼睛说出这番话,所以,我写下这封信,用我的心,恳请你. 留下好么,菲戈. When you read this letter, it's perhaps that I'm sleeping deeply in the rimless darkness.I should never catch on the frame of your mind currently.I'm not meant to query you, reasonably or rightlessly. But please, please do not take off your blue-black jersey,I just wanna, wanna see your silhouette on the court again, neither today nor tomorrow, please prolong your careertime in Inter Milan, won't you? My wishes from the past to the future are all here. Nothing is important now, I just wanna use my tears to retainthe black-blue color. Do not leave us, Figo. Do not make me cry, Figo. Because you are always on my mind.I do not wanna weep any more tonight, but please, please remain here valorously, won't you?No matter how the time lapses, your #7 jersey is permanently keeped in my memory. As the time goes on , there's onething I will never be able to accept, that's your retireness from the court, the green court. If it's not true,why my tears are sheding on my face now?I always had a dream, a dream to Milan to see the legend #7 in my heart after my graduation. Grieffully, i still get 700 days to go before I catch my dream. There is always an unfathomable distance between the dream and the real life, when the rumor came to me that you will leave for Saudi Arabia, I distinctly felt that the doom day wascoming over me, and the tears shed on my face again.(这句就这样翻吧，呵呵）Scaldingly, despairingly, feebly.Figo, if I face you, I can not find a proper way to express my soreness, I know the memory is merely memory. You'llnever cry as a brave warrior you are, but can you realise that how many red eyes are here for you now?Maybe I am just a naive tot who is always fantasizing to wear the blue-black jersey and stand in the crow at Meazza.

现在暂时翻到“站在梅阿查球场”那 少安毋躁， 我继续translatin'

接at Meazzaand tightly grap your jersey and bid a "forca"(用葡萄牙语的加油吧 呵呵） to you, with tears in myeyes and warmth in my heart.I will go to Milan by all means, to watch the derby match, but I just wonder whether I can see that familiar #7 again and whether I can still remember the stanch eye expression of yours.I am no more than a common Chinese girl who will never forsake her dream and always thirst for the advent of the miracle her heart.It's a pity that I can not face you to speak out what I wanna say to you, therefore, I write this letter as a solicitation.Please do not leave us, won't you? My figo.

大功告成， 翻了1个小时20分钟， 呵呵 希望FIGO能回你的信

免得看的累， 一起发一次hen you read this letter, it's perhaps that I'm sleeping deeply in the rimless darkness.I should never catch on the frame of your mind currently.I'm not meant to query you, reasonably or rightlessly. But please, please do not take off your blue-black jersey,I just wanna, wanna see your silhouette on the court again, neither today nor tomorrow, please prolong your careertime in Inter Milan, won't you? My wishes from the past to the future are all here. Nothing is important now, I just wanna use my tears to retainthe black-blue color. Do not leave us, Figo. Do not make me cry, Figo. Because you are always on my mind.I do not wanna weep any more tonight, but please, please remain here valorously, won't you?No matter how the time lapses, your #7 jersey is permanently keeped in my memory. As the time goes on , there's onething I will never be able to accept, that's your retireness from the court, the green court. If it's not true,why my tears are sheding on my face now?I always had a dream, a dream to Milan to see the legend #7 in my heart after my graduation. Grieffully, I still get 700 days to go before I catch my dream. There is always an unfathomable distance between the dream and the real life, when the rumor came to me that you will leave for Saudi Arabia, I distinctly felt that the doom day was coming over me, and the tears shed on my face again.(这句就这样翻吧，呵呵）Scaldingly, despairingly, feebly.Figo, if I face you, I can not find a proper way to express my soreness, I know the memory is merely memory. You'llnever cry as a brave warrior you are, but can you realise that how many red eyes are here for you now?Maybe I am just a naive tot who is always fantasizing to wear the blue-black jersey and stand whin the crowd at Meazza and tightly grap your jersey and bid a "forca"(用葡萄牙语的加油吧 呵呵） to you, with tears in my eyes and warmth in my heart.I will go to Milan by all means, to watch the derby match, but I just wonder whether I can see that familiar #7 again and whether I can still remember the stanch eye expression of yours.I am no more than a common Chinese girl who will never forsake her dream and always thirst for theadvent of the miracle her heart.It's a pity that I can not face you to speak out what I wanna say to you, therefore, I write this letter as a solicitation.Please do not leave us, won't you? My figo.

楼主翻的不错－。－

大蒂迷？

翻译得不错~

Luis留下....

楼主乐于助人，是个好青年。