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CHAPTER FIVE Go 'Long, Male. The sky had grown cloudy, and a warm breeze was blowing. Dipper stopped the cart and listened. "Hear that?" he said. "Parade's coming this way." Jack heard band music in the distance. "Is that parade for All Saints' Day?" asked Annie.

第五章加油，男。 天空变得多云，和煦的微风吹过。 迪珀停下车，听着。 “听到了吗?”“游行队伍往这边来了。” 杰克听到远处有乐队演奏。 “那是万圣节游行吗？”安妮问。

"Maybe. Or maybe for a million other things," said Dipper. "Folks in this city will find any excuse for a parade." Soon the parade came into view. Horseback riders wore plumed hats and black masks. Following them were people dressed up as clowns, kings, queens, fairies with fluttering wings, ghosts, and skeletons.

“也许。或者可能是无数其他的事情，”迪珀说。 “这个城市的人会为游行找任何借口。” 不久，游行队伍出现了。 骑马的人戴着有羽毛的帽子，戴着黑色的面具。 跟在他们后面的是打扮成小丑、国王、王后、扇动翅膀的仙女、鬼魂和骷髅的人。

"We read that New Orleans might be the most haunted city in the country," Annie said to Dipper, "especially on the eve of All Saints' Day. We heard there're real ghosts in a cathedral, a hotel, and a blacksmith shop." "Yeah, and plenty more places, too," said Dipper. "But I'm not afraid of ghosts. I'm not afraid of anything." "Me neither!" said Annie. "Um, me neither," said Jack. A band followed the people in costumes. The musicians were playing trumpets, tubas, trombones, and drums—lots of drums. The joyous music filled the New Orleans air. Jack and Annie couldn't help nodding their heads in time to the

“我们读到新奥尔良可能是美国闹鬼最多的城市，”安妮对迪珀说，“尤其是在万圣节前夕。 我们听说一座大教堂、一家旅馆和一家铁匠铺里真有鬼。” “是啊，还有很多地方，”迪珀说。 “但我不怕鬼。 我什么都不怕。” “我也是！”安妮说。“嗯，我也是。”杰克说。 一支乐队跟在穿着戏服的人们后面。 音乐家们在演奏小号、大号、长号和鼓——很多鼓。 欢快的音乐弥漫在新奥尔良的空气中。 杰克和安妮忍不住及时点了点头

beat. Jack noticed that Dipper was nodding his head, too. "Hey, there're the fellas!" said Annie. Happy, Little Mack, and Big Nose Sidney were walking alongside the band, singing their hearts out. "Looks like they're having fun!" said Annie. She nudged Jack. "Doesn't it?" "Yeah!" said Jack. "A lot of fun! Music is so much fun! I wish I had musical talent! You're so lucky, Dipper!" "You really are, Dipper!" said Annie. "Musical talent is really a great gift to share with the world!"

节拍。杰克注意到迪珀也在点头。 “嘿，伙计们来了！”安妮说。 乐乐、小麦克和大鼻子西德尼在乐队旁边走着，唱着他们的心声。 “看起来他们玩得很开心！”安妮说。 她轻轻地推了推杰克。“不是吗?”“是啊！”杰克说。 “太有趣了！”音乐是如此有趣！我希望我有音乐天赋！你真幸运，迪珀！”“你真的是，迪珀！”安妮说。 “音乐天赋真的是与世界分享的伟大礼物！”

Dipper just shook his head, as if he thought they were crazy. "Biggest potato heads I've ever met," he said. Jack and Annie laughed. Dipper gave the reins a shake. "Go 'long, Lady. Keep me on my path." How weird that Dipper said that, Jack thought. Their mission was to keep him on the right path, too—the path to becoming the King of Jazz. As Lady plodded along the bank of the Mississippi, Dipper started singing nonsense words: Skid-dat-de-dat Skid-dat-de-doo!

迪珀只是摇了摇头，好像他认为他们疯了似的。 “这是我见过的最大的土豆头，”他说。 杰克和安妮笑了。迪珀抖了抖缰绳。 “再见，夫人。让我走在我的路上。” 迪珀说这话真奇怪，杰克想。 他们的任务是让他走在正确的道路上——成为爵士乐之王的道路。 当Lady沿着密西西比河岸边缓慢前行时，Dipper开始唱着无意义的歌词：滑-滑-滑-滑-滑-滑-滑！

"That sounds so cool," said Jack. "What's that song?" "Not a song. I'm just scat-singing, man," said Dipper. "Scat-singing?" said Annie. "What's that?" "When you can't think of words, just sing sounds," said Dipper. "Make 'em up. If you put your heart in it, folks will understand you." "I didn't know a person could make music like that," said Jack. "Heck, yeah, you can make music any way you want," said Dipper. "Just listen to the world: There's church bells, the washerwoman singing about her wash, the ragman blasting his tin horn

“听起来太酷了，”杰克说。 “那是什么歌？”“不是一首歌。 我只是在唱歌，伙计，”迪珀说。 “唱歌？”安妮说。 “那是什么?”“当你想不出单词的时候，就唱出声音，”迪珀说。 “编吧。如果你用心去做，人们会理解你的。” “我不知道一个人能做出那样的音乐，”杰克说。 “见鬼，是的，你可以用任何你想要的方式制作音乐，”迪珀说。 “听听这个世界：教堂的钟声，洗衣妇唱着她洗好的衣服，拾荒者吹着他的锡喇叭