Six years later, during a brief thaw in the cold war, he found himself training in Houston with Americans, larking around in a Stetson like a cowboy. On the joint Soyuz-Apollo Test Project that followed he and Tom Stafford bear-hugged in the docking tunnel between their craft, the first international handshake in space.
六年后，在冷战时一个短暂的缓和时期，列昂诺夫在休斯顿和美国人一块训练，像个牛仔一样，他戴着斯泰森毡帽到处闲逛。在随后的联盟-阿波罗联合测试项目中，列昂诺夫和汤姆·斯塔福德·比尔在飞船对接隧道中拥抱，这是首次在太空中的国际性握手。
Later he and his new friends, whom he kept for life, drank each other's health in borscht which he had led them to believe was vodka. Space was not a place where men should be anything but brothers. Whenever he had time, from his first training into his retirement, he painted at his easel. Two subjects in particular he kept returning to. One was the air crash in 1968 that killed Gagarin, which he later officially investigated. He had been among the first to get to that awful scene of wreckage and snow, with the tops of the birch trees torn off by the impact. He had had to identify his friend's body. Death had never seemed closer, or so terrible.
后来列昂诺夫和他的新朋友们用罗宋汤为彼此的健康干杯，他误导他们说这是伏特加。后来他们成为一生之友。太空应该是一个人们可以称兄道弟的地方。他一有时间就在画架上作画，从第一次训练到退休都是如此。他尤其经常回忆两件事。其中之一是1968年导致加加林死亡的空难，他后来对此进行了正式调查。他是第一批到达那片废墟和积雪的可怕景象的人之一，白桦树的树顶被撞得支离破碎。他不得不去辨认朋友的尸体。死亡从来没有如此接近，如此糟糕。
Yet so far as there could be comfort, it came from his other constant subject, his walk in space. Beside the lovingly rendered module he floated again, sometimes with his hands out like an explorer, sometimes simply swimming, with his tether slack around him. Beyond him the sun blazed, a spotlight with a star's red aura round it; behind and below him lay Earth's blue. It was straight-out-of-the-tube blue, improbably bright. But that was what he had seen—and seen directly, out in empty space.
但是现在有一些安慰，它来自列昂诺夫的其它的连续项目，太空行走。在可爱的船舱旁边，他又浮了起来，有时伸出双手，像个探索者，有时就是简单的游泳，身上的绳子放松开来。在列昂诺夫的身后，太阳闪耀着光芒，似一个带着红色光环的聚光灯；在他的后面和下面是地球的蓝色。那是一种地道的蓝色，亮得令人难以置信。但这就是他所看到的——而且是直接在空荡的空间里看到的。
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