En krater, dve barvi

Visoko z neba je Polly pogledala navzdol v en ogromen krater. Star je bil več kot dvaindvajset tisoč let in dovolj velik za majhno mesto in dve jezeri. Sredino je prečkal pas kopnega. Na vsaki strani je bila voda druge barve: eno jezero modro, eno zeleno.

From high in the sky, Polly looked down into one huge crater. It was more than twenty-two thousand years old and big enough to hold a small town and two lakes. A strip of land crossed the middle. On each side, the water was a different color: one lake blue, one lake green.

Jezeri Sete Cidades sta v resnici ena sama voda, povezana s kanalom pod kopnim. A vse okoli njiju je videti drugače. Modro jezero je globlje in zrcali nebo. Zeleno jezero leži blizu rastlin in drobnih alg, ki ga obarvajo zeleno.

The two lakes are really one piece of water, joined by a channel under the land. But everything around them looks different. The blue lake is deeper and reflects the sky. The green lake sits near plants and tiny algae, which turn its color green.

Polly je nizko preletela pas kopnega med barvama. Na eni strani je videla ribiške čolne, na drugi pa krave na gričih. Privalila se je gosta megla in prekrila najprej zeleno jezero, nato modro.

Polly flew low along the strip of land between the colors. She saw fishing boats on one side and cows on the hills above the other. Thick fog rolled in and covered first the green lake, then the blue one.

Sedla je na star kamnit zid in čakala, da se megla razkadi. Ko se je, sta bili obe jezeri še vedno tam, modro in zeleno, tako kot prej.

She sat on an old stone wall and waited for the fog to clear. When it did, both lakes were still there, blue and green, just as before.