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The cemetery in Santa Cecilia was covered in a sea of candles and flowers. Families gathered at their loved ones' graves to leave treats and decorate their tombs. No tomb was more decorated than the large mausoleum in the center: it belonged to Ernesto de la Cruz.
圣塞西莉亚的墓地变成了蜡烛和鲜花的海洋。家家户户聚集在心爱之人的墓穴周围，摆放祭品，装饰坟墓。墓地中央有一座巨大的坟墓被装饰得格外华丽，那是歌神德拉库斯的墓。
Miguel arrived at Ernesto's mausoleum and slunk around the side. Dante started barking. "No, no, Dante, stop! Cállate! Shhh!" Miguel looked around and saw baskets of food and treats left on several tombs for the dead to enjoy. He spotted a plate of food on a nearby grave.
米格来到歌神德拉库斯的墓穴，在墓边偷偷摸摸地走动。丹丹开始大叫。"不，不，丹丹，别叫！ 安静！ 嘘！"米格四下张望，看见一些坟头上摆着几篮给死者享用的食物和祭品。在附近的一处坟头上，他找到了一盘食物。
He grabbed a chicken leg and chucked it. Dante bounded after it.
米格扯下一个鸡腿，扔给丹丹。丹丹赶忙跳起来去接。
Miguel peered through the window of Ernesto de la Cruz's mausoleum. Inside, he saw what he had come for: Ernesto's famous guitar, mounted on the wall above the tomb. Fireworks continued to explode over the cemetery, and bursts of light glinted off the instrument, as if beckoning Miguel forward.
透过墓穴的窗户，米格看到了他要找的东西：歌神那把著名的吉他，就挂在墓穴上方的墙壁上。烟火依然在墓地上空绽放，映得吉他闪闪发光，好像在召唤着米格前进。
His heart pounded. He knew what he had to do. Timing it with the booming fireworks, Miguel slammed his shoulder against a pane of glass, and opened the window. He crept inside the mausoleum and stepped toward the famous skull guitar.
他的心跳得飞快。他知道自己该做什么。趁着烟花燃放时发出巨响，米格用肩膀砰地撞碎一块玻璃，打开了窗户。他爬进坟墓，一步步朝着那把著名的骷髅头吉他走去。
Then he climbed onto the stone tomb to reach it. Now he was face to face with the very instrument that Ernesto de la Cruz had strummed.
然后，他爬上那座石头墓穴，伸手去拿吉他。现在，他终于跟歌神德拉库斯弹过的这件乐器面对面了。
"Señor De la Cruz? Please don't be mad. I'm Miguel, your great-great-grandson," Miguel said, glancing up at a painting of Ernesto that hung above the guitar. "I need to borrow this." Miguel lifted the instrument from its mount.
"德拉库斯先生？ 请别生气。 我是米格，您的玄孙。"米格说着，抬头看了一眼吉他上方挂着的歌神画像。"我要借用一下这个。"米格把吉他从架子上拿下来。
Unbeknownst to him, some marigold petals in the mausoleum began to sparkle. "Our family thinks music is a curse. They don't understand, but I know you would've told me to follow my heart. To seize the moment!"
他没有察觉到，墓里的一些万寿菊花瓣开始发光了。"我们家的人觉得音乐是被诅咒的。他们不会懂的，但我知道您一定会告诉我要追随我心。把握机会！"
Miguel climbed back down with the guitar clutched protectively under his arm. "So if it's all right with you, I'm gonna play in the plaza, just like you did."
米格紧紧地抱着吉他，爬下墓穴。"如果您同意的话，我要去广场上演奏了，就像您当年那样。"
Holding Ernesto's guitar filled Miguel with confidence. He strummed it. With each strum, the air around him vibrated. As he played, all the petals inside the crypt began to glow. Miguel noticed the shimmering petals and froze. What was happening?
怀抱着歌神的吉他，米格感觉到前所未有的自信。他开始弹奏起来。每弹一下，周围的空气就跟着颤动一次。墓里所有的花瓣都开始闪闪发光。米格察觉到了发光的花瓣，他愣住了。这是怎么回事？
Suddenly, a flashlight appeared in the window of the mausoleum. Miguel heard voices outside raising an alarm.
突然，一道手电筒射出的光束闪过坟墓的窗户。米格听见外面有人在呼喊着警告里面的人。
"The guitar! It's gone! Somebody stole Ernesto de la Cruz's guitar!" said one man. "Look! The window's broken."
"吉他！ 吉他不见了！ 有人偷了歌神德拉库斯的吉他！" 一个人喊道，"看！ 窗玻璃碎了！"
Miguel froze as keys jingled and the mausoleum door was opened. A groundskeeper entered with a flashlight.
外面传来了钥匙开锁的声音，坟墓的大门被打开了，米格愣在原地。一名公墓管理员举着手电筒走了进来。
Miguel dropped the guitar. "I'm — I'm sorry!" he stammered. "It's not what it looks like! Ernesto is my — "
米格扔下吉他。"对……对不起！" 他结结巴巴地说，"事情不是你看到的那样！ 歌神是我的……"
The groundskeeper ignored him. Miguel watched as the man approached — then walked straight through him as if he weren't there! Miguel stood there, shocked. How was that man able to pass through him like he was a ghost?
管理员像是没听见似的。米格看着他慢慢走近，然后直接穿过自己的身体，好像自己根本就不存在！米格惊讶地站在原地，心想：这个人是怎么穿过我身体的？ 就好像我是鬼一样。
The groundskeeper picked up Ernesto's guitar. "There's nobody here!" he yelled to the others.
管理员捡起歌神的吉他。"这里没人！" 他朝其他人大喊。
Miguel was scared and confused. He examined his hands, touched his face. Everything was there. Why couldn't the man see him?
米格既害怕又疑惑。他检查了自己的双手，又摸了摸自己的脸。都在这儿呢。那为什么那个人看不到他呢？
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