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In the old town at dusk, young Giovanni stood on a bridge with a narrow iron railing over a small river, where the riverbank glowed faintly white. For a moment, he breathed hurriedly, whistled intermittently, and struggled to hold back tears as he stood there.
夕暮れの古い街でジョバンニ少年は、河原が白くぼうっと光る、小さな川の細い鉄の欄干のっいた橋のうえで、ちょっとの間、せわしい息をしてきれぎれに口笛を吹いて泣き出したいのをこらえて立っていましたが