İngilizce - Danca çeviri (v1.4 yeni)
?İngilizce
By the time he hit the noxious traffic of Denver, he had become contemptuous of his own muddiness. There was nothing like family to throw you off-kilter. His parents had been bitterly disappointed at his divorce. His mother had told him that she was ashamed of him, and his father, suspecting infidelity as a cause, had droned, “Son, it’s better to climb the same mountain a hundred times than a hundred different mountains.” This kind of otiose country wisdom had always baffled him, and he thought of dreary church potluck suppers, where the strident problems of the outside world were dismissed with a chuckle.
Danca
Ved den tid, han ramte skadelige trafik fra Denver, var han blevet foragt for sit eget muddiness. Der var ikke noget som familie at kaste dig ud-kilter. Hans forældre var blevet bittert skuffet over sin skilsmisse. Hans mor havde fortalt ham, at hun skammede sig over ham, og hans far, mistanke utroskab som en årsag, havde droned, ”Søn, det er bedre at bestige den samme bjerg hundrede gange end hundrede forskellige bjerge.” Denne form for overflødigt land visdom havde altid forvirret ham, og han tænkte på kedelig kirke sammenkomst middage, hvor de skingre problemer i omverdenen blev afskediget med en kluklatter.