在你和帕里斯发生关系后的第三千两百八十七夜,那个日子是狡猾的潘达洛斯告诉我的,我正躺在西摩伊斯河岸边,拣伤口上的虱子,疲惫让我闭上了眼睛。
On the three thousand two hundred eighty-seventh night of your Parisian affair , as I lay in Simois-mud picking vermin off the wound I got that day from cunning Pandarus , exhaustion closed my eyes .