Clara is staring at him, pondering.

Clara is staring at him, pondering.
She is addicted to this life: the months they stood apart were awful, one dull day after the other, nothing to wait for, nothing to discover, nothing to run toward. She thought she could definitely loose her mind with nothing to do but remember.
Now the Doctor was one step away, he came in her dream to save her once more and she was again in the Tardis, alive and with the heart thudding loudly.
She stares at him, taking in his narrow face, his wrinkles, his gray hair, and she thinks he is the most powerful sight she has ever seen in her life.
All those months alone, thinking at the swirling events of her recent life and understanding so many things: Danny and the Doctor.
The man with reassuring eyes and square shoulders to lean on and be cuddle from.
The man with the murderous eyebrows and the rough edges to be scared of and be burnt by.
The quiet breeze and the oncoming storm.
She had loved Danny, and she was devastated by his death, but the truth was that she was in love with the Doctor, she always had been and no matter the regeneration, she would always be in love with the mad man in a box.
Caring too much is a disadvantage.
Yes, maybe, but caring too much is what makes you alive and ready to fight.

“I was alone”
“So was I”
“I don’t care if I care too much”
“That is a bit confusing, but if you say so”
“Don’t you dare make fun of me! I missed you so much I thought I could go crazy!”
“Your eyes are getting huge again… and, and… all watery”
“It’s because I’m about to cry, you maddening alien!”

Another pause to steady themselves, to calm down their breathing, to regain a little bit of control.
Another step toward one another, slowly leaning forward.
Don’t be afraid.
Don’t fly away.
Stay with me.

He looks at her and sees the impossible woman who’s always been with him throughout his long life, like a guardian angel.
She looks at him and sees the impossible man with the universe in his hands as an offer for her to enjoy.
They reach for each other: his hand cups her face, her hand rests on his hearts.

結果 (中文) 1:

Clara is staring at him, pondering.She is addicted to this life: the months they stood apart were awful, one dull day after the other, nothing to wait for, nothing to discover, nothing to run toward. She thought she could definitely loose her mind with nothing to do but remember.Now the Doctor was one step away, he came in her dream to save her once more and she was again in the Tardis, alive and with the heart thudding loudly.She stares at him, taking in his narrow face, his wrinkles, his gray hair, and she thinks he is the most powerful sight she has ever seen in her life.All those months alone, thinking at the swirling events of her recent life and understanding so many things: Danny and the Doctor.The man with reassuring eyes and square shoulders to lean on and be cuddle from.The man with the murderous eyebrows and the rough edges to be scared of and be burnt by.The quiet breeze and the oncoming storm.She had loved Danny, and she was devastated by his death, but the truth was that she was in love with the Doctor, she always had been and no matter the regeneration, she would always be in love with the mad man in a box.Caring too much is a disadvantage.Yes, maybe, but caring too much is what makes you alive and ready to fight.“I was alone”“So was I”“I don’t care if I care too much”“That is a bit confusing, but if you say so”“Don’t you dare make fun of me! I missed you so much I thought I could go crazy!”"你的眼睛又变得越来越庞大......，并且......所有水汪汪""它是因为我想哭，你疯狂外星人 ！"另一个暂停稳定自己，冷静下来他们的呼吸，重拾一点点的控制。对另一个，慢慢地向前倾的另一个步骤。不要害怕。不飞走。留在我身边。他看着她，看到不可能一直和他在他漫长的一生，像守护天使一样的女人。她看着他，看到他手中的宇宙不可能满作为献给她享受。他们伸手去拿对方 ︰ 他的手杯她的脸，她的手停留在他的心中。

結果 (中文) 3:

克拉拉凝视着他，琢磨着。她对这一种生活上瘾：他们站在一起的几个月都是可怕的，一个无聊的一天之后，没有什么可以等待，没有什么可以发现，没有什么可以运行。她认为她可以肯定的是，她没有什么可以做，但记住。现在医生是一步之遥，他是她梦中去救她一次，她又在TARDIS里活着，心砰砰响。她凝视着他，带着他那狭窄的脸，他的皱纹，灰色的头发，她认为他是她一生中见过的最有力的一眼。这几个月的孤独，思维在旋转事件她最近生活和理解很多东西：丹尼和医生。安心的眼睛和宽阔的肩膀的人依靠和拥抱的。与凶残的眉毛和粗糙的边缘的人害怕和被烧毁的。宁静的微风和迎面而来的风暴。她喜欢丹尼，她因他去世而悲痛欲绝，但事实是，她爱的是医生，她总是不管再生，她总是爱在一个盒子里的疯子。照顾太多是一个缺点。是的，也许，但太过关心是什么让你活着，准备战斗。“我独自一人”“我就是这样”“我不在乎，如果我太在乎了”“这有点混乱，但如果你这么说的话“你敢取笑我吗！我太想念你了，我以为我可以去疯狂！““你的眼睛又变大了……而且……所有的水“那是因为我要哭，你疯狂的外星人！“另一个停顿，以稳定自己，平静下来，呼吸，恢复了一点点的控制。另一步走向一个又一个，慢慢地向前倾。不要害怕。不要飞走。和我在一起。他望着她，看到一个不可能的女人，他一生中一直陪着他，就像一个守护天使。她看了看他，看到了这个不可能的人，在他的手上，为她提供了享受。他们彼此达成：他的手，她的脸，她的手在他的心。