15 It’s a Long Way to America

15. IT'S A LONG WAY TO AMERICA Now follows the part of the story in which Hiccup travelled across the Great West Ocean.* It would take far too long to tell you what happened every minute, every hour, every day. Thousands and thousands of miles the Great Ship travelled, the puffing fiery furnace sending them skimming across the water far quicker than sails alone. Thousands and thousands of miles across the Ocean, sometimes in sunshine and glass-flat sea and windless skies, sometimes in gales and hurricanes and driving rain, surging up and down on the back of the white- topped waves as if they were aboard a great galloping horse. Travelling across the Great West Ocean is a VERY long way indeed. It is indeed such a long way, it seemed to Hiccup to be like stepping off the edge of the World and into Forever. And through wind and sun and frost and rain, this Sea-dragon followed the doomed ship, constant as a meteor orbiting the earth, just as if the ship were a planet that had its own particular moon, slowly and predictably circling it.

15. 《到美国的漫漫长路》下面是小嗝嗝穿越西大洋的故事。要告诉你每一分钟、每一小时、每天都发生了什么，实在是太长了。 这艘大船航行了成千上万英里，熊熊燃烧的火炉使它们在水面上掠过，比单靠风帆快得多。 他们越过大洋，千里迢迢，有时在阳光明媚、如玻璃般平坦的大海和无风的天空中，有时在大风、飓风和倾盆大雨中，在白浪的背后汹涌而上，仿佛乘着一匹疾驰的骏马。 穿越西大洋确实是一段很长的路。 这确实是一段很长的路，对小嗝嗝来说，好像是走下了世界的边缘，进入了永恒。 这条海龙穿过风、太阳、霜、雨，跟随着这艘注定要沉没的船，像一颗绕着地球旋转的流星一样不变，就好像这艘船是一颗有自己的月亮的行星，慢慢地、有规律地绕着它转。

The Hysterics were still hale and hearty, wolfing down their smoked reindeer with gusto, and washing it down with a nice dose of bull's blood and strong cabbage BEER. They were in fine, violent spirits, joking with one another, and sometimes going too far, and so the whole deck erupted into fisticuffs, and Norbert had to break up the fights by storming into the centre of the trouble, whirring his axe above his head like the propeller of one of his mad inventions. The Hysterics sang all day and night long, of their sweethearts at home, of Jellybelly's bright eyes, and Grimhilda's magnificent chin, and fortunes to be made, and blood to be spilt, in the New World called America. And at night, as they slept, their dreaming minds drew maps of America and each map of this paradise-on-earth was drawn according to their own desires. To Nutjob it was a place of GOLD, where all his inventions worked like clockwork, and he could rule on a golden throne with a golden crown on his head and a golden axe in one hand. To lazy little Toothless, it would be a land of FOOD, with small furry animals in such abundance that you barely had to raise a claw to catch them.

歇斯底里的人仍然精神矍铄，津津有味地狼吞虎咽着熏过的驯鹿肉，喝着一大口牛血和浓卷心菜啤酒。 他们的情绪都很好，很狂暴，彼此开着玩笑，有时闹得太过火了，所以整个甲板上都爆发出了拳打脚踢的场面。诺伯不得不冲进闹事的中心，像他疯狂发明的螺旋桨一样在头上挥舞着斧头，以平息打斗。 歇斯底里的人整日整夜地歌唱，歌唱他们在家里的爱人，歌唱杰利贝利明亮的眼睛，歌唱格里希尔达美丽的下巴，歌唱在这个叫做美洲的新世界里将要创造的财富和将要洒下的鲜血。 晚上，当他们睡着的时候，他们在梦中画出了美国的地图，每一张地球上天堂的地图都是根据他们自己的愿望画出来的。 对疯约伯来说，这是一个黄金之地，他所有的发明都像时钟一样精确地运转着，他可以坐在金色的宝座上，头上戴着金色的王冠，手里拿着金色的斧头。 对于懒惰的无牙小动物来说，这将是一个食物之地，有很多毛茸茸的小动物，你几乎不用举起爪子就能抓住它们。

You just opened up your little tooth-free jaws, and they elbowed each other out of the way to crowd down your throat, and troop downwards, squeaking, into your fat little stomach. To Fishlegs, it was a world where nobody tried to make you play Bashyball. To Camicazi, it was a land full of sword-fights, and kidnaps, and mad, hairy opponents to burgle and tease. And as for Hiccup… Why, strange to tell, Hiccup's map of America looked a lot like Berk. Hiccup, Fishlegs and Camicazi often slept at night by the warmth of the ship's chimney, and then spent their days up in their treetop house at the top of the mast, or played upon the rigging, only coming down for Hiccup to read the ticking-thing, or to have a meal. As the ship puffed south, the weather grew warmer, and they could take off some of their stolen furs and hang them out on the crow's nest. The Sea-dragon followed them still. The creaking, clanking, shambolic little wreck of a Machine was held together by bits of old sea rope, and ancient twine. With every revolution of the pedals,

你只是张开了没有牙齿的小嘴，它们互相挤开，挤到你的喉咙里，然后往下挤，吱吱作响，钻进你的小肥肉肚子里。 对鱼腿来说，那是一个没有人强迫你玩棒球的世界。 对Camicazi来说，这片土地充满了剑斗、绑架和疯狂的、毛茸茸的对手，让他偷窃和戏弄。 至于小嗝嗝，奇怪的是，小嗝嗝的美国地图看起来很像伯克岛。 小嗝嗝、鱼腿和卡米卡齐晚上经常睡在船上烟囱的温暖处，然后在桅杆顶上的树顶小屋里度过他们的白天，或者在索具上玩耍，只有在小嗝嗝看报时的东西或吃饭的时候才下来。 随着船向南航行，天气越来越暖和，他们可以脱下偷来的皮毛，挂在瞭望台上。 海龙仍然跟着他们。 那只吱吱作响、叮当作响、乱七八糟的小机器残骸是用几根旧航海绳和旧麻绳捆在一起的。 踏板每转一圈，

the trumpet-thingy seemed in trembling danger of falling off… …but by some miracle, the wheels still turned, and it hadn't fallen off… …yet. Every evening just at sundown, Norbert would summon Hiccup to his tent to read the ticking-thing. There he would be, pacing up and down on the rocking deck in front of his maps, all spread out on the bearskin tablecloth, and as the days went on he grew more and more impatient, clapping his great hands together, and muttering to himself, 'Nearly there now! Nearly there!' before Hiccup told him the reading for the day. Norbert wasn't a very patient man, and this waiting was killing him. He had a tiny replica of the American Dream 2, exquisitely made in every detail, but only about eight centimetres high. It had a real working sail, and the writing on the side was so tiny it looked like it had been drawn by a flea. Norbert used his axe to push this boat across the surface of his great map, according to Hiccup's reading of the ticking thing, so that he could see where they might be on the Great West Ocean. Every day it drew nearer and nearer to the great landfall Norbert had drawn on it and called

那个小喇叭似乎有掉下来... ...的危险，但由于某种奇迹，轮子还在转动，它还没有掉下来... ...。 每天晚上太阳落山的时候，诺伯特都会把小嗝嗝叫到他的帐篷里去读那个滴答作响的东西。 他就站在那里，在晃动的甲板上踱来踱去，面前是摊在熊皮桌布上的地图。日子一天天过去，他越来越不耐烦了，拍拍他那双大手，自言自语道：“快到了！近!然后，小嗝嗝把当天的阅读内容告诉了他。 诺伯特不是一个很有耐心的人，这种等待折磨着他。 他有一个“美国梦2”的微型复制品，每个细节都做得很精致，但只有大约8厘米高。 它有一个真正的工作帆，船舷上的字很小，看起来像是一只跳蚤画的。 根据小嗝嗝对滴答作响的东西的解读，诺伯特用他的斧头推动着这艘船穿过他的大地图的表面，这样他就可以看到他们可能在大洋上的什么地方。 它每天都离诺伯画在上面呼唤的那个大陆地越来越近

'AMERICA', until it was now, according to the map, only a day or two's sail away, and Norbert could barely contain his excitement. Hiccup was very uneasy. He remembered what Norbert had said about how they were only safe for as long as Norbert needed him to read the ticking- thing for him. Now they were so close to America, a nasty look came into Norbert's eye when it rested on Hiccup. Norbert had taken to polishing the dark side of his axe until it gleamed like ebony, whispering to it as if it were a precious pet: 'Not long now my darling… soon you shall be fed…' Hiccup did not like the sound of this at all, and he took the precaution of getting Camicazi to steal them back their weapons. He had a nasty feeling they were going to need them. So there was a great knot of anxiety in Hiccup's stomach. Especially as he watched the crew while they were having breakfast outside the Cooking Tent the next day. The Hysterics were in an excitable mood, singing their songs with great gusto: 'There's LAND ahead lads, LAND ahead, a LAND of milk and HONEY, 'We'll soon be off these rocking waves and rolling in the MONEY…'

“美洲”，直到现在，从地图上看，离它只有一两天的航程，诺伯特几乎无法抑制他的兴奋。 小嗝嗝非常不安。他记得诺伯说过，只有在诺伯需要他为他读滴答作响的东西时，他们才是安全的。 现在他们离美国这么近了，当诺伯特的目光落在小嗝嗝身上时，他的眼睛里流露出一种厌恶的神情。 诺伯开始打磨他那把斧头的暗面，直到它像乌木一样闪闪发光，他像对待一只珍贵的宠物一样对它耳语道：“我亲爱的，不用多久了……很快你就能吃饱了……”嗝嗝一点也不喜欢这种声音，他采取了预防措施，让卡米卡齐把他们的武器偷走了。 他有一种不祥的预感，他们会需要这些东西。 所以小嗝嗝的胃里有一个巨大的焦虑结。 特别是第二天，当船员们在烹饪帐篷外吃早餐时，他看着他们。 歇斯底里乐队情绪激动，兴致勃勃地唱着他们的歌：“前方是陆地，小伙子们，前方是陆地，一片充满牛奶和蜂蜜的土地，”我们很快就会离开这些摇晃的海浪，在金钱中翻滚……”