我不知道她,玛侬把我养大。
I didn 't know her , Manon raised me .
我从玛侬和玛格丽特,转而想到了我所认识的那些女人,我看着她们一边唱歌,一边走向那几乎总是千篇一律的最后归宿。
Then , from Manon and Marguerite , my thoughts turned to those women whom I knew and whom I could see rushing gaily towards the same almost invariable death .