Some people might be driven crazy by hearing shutters clack all night long.

有些人也许会因为整夜都要听快门哒声而疯掉。

A doorway and the clacking of a hand loom.

一扇门和手摇织机声。

The click and clack of their new shoes echoed through the streets.

他们新鞋喀哒声和拍打声回荡 街头。

It was teatime. The harbour was busy with boats. Riggings clacked and hissed in the breeze.

正值下午茶时间，港口里挤满了船只，绳索在微风中发出啪声、嘶嘶声。

Sea creatures are always making songs, screams, clicks, clacks, boops, bops, and all sorts of strange sounds.

海洋生物总是在发出歌声、尖叫声、声、砰砰声和各种奇怪声音。

Now humanity's journey to answering this question (keys clacking) is full of terrible vibes.

现在，人类回答这个问题旅程（钥匙哒作响）满了可怕氛围。

Grandma's heels kept on clickety- clacking gaily.

祖母脚后跟发出声——快活地咯咯作响。

Anyway ... (keyboard clacking) Google's results are basically useless.

不管怎样… … （键盘敲击声）谷歌结果基本上没用。

So instead of furiously scribbling on a legal pad, he's clacking away.

因此，他没有在便笺本上疯狂地乱写乱画，而是咯咯地写着。

Behind her, M. Hautet was clacking commiserations and apologies like an animated hen.

在她身后，M. Hautet 像一只活泼母鸡一样发出同情和道歉声音。

The tiles, that sound, the clickity clack, you know?

瓷砖， 那种声音， 声， 你知道吗？

I thought listening to the clacking of his typewriter as I fell asleep was romantic.

我之前觉得 伴着他敲打字机声音入睡是浪漫事。

I want to leave in a little clack sound to better draw your attention to that count.

我还是想留下一声脆响以便让你注意到那些碰撞。

Ser Ilyn opened his mouth and made a clacking sound. A laugh, Jaime realized. Something twisted in his gut.

伊林爵士张开嘴巴，发出一阵粗嘎声音。他在笑啊，詹姆心中绞痛。

Dywen clacked his wooden teeth. " No wolves neither. There was, before, but no more. Where'd they go, you figure" ?

戴文木假牙噼啪作响，" 连狼也找不到，以前是有，现在却没了。依你看，它们会上哪儿去？"

Left, he shouted, and his blade came whistling. Hers darted to meet it. The clack made him click his teeth together.

" 左。" 他又叫，木剑随即呼啸而出。她剑也急速迎去。又是喀一声，她咬紧牙关。

He goes for his drink to hide what he suspects is a small, sad smile; the ice clacks against his teeth.

他去喝一杯， 以掩饰他怀疑一丝悲伤微笑；冰块敲击着他牙齿， 发出嘎嘎声。

There's something that's so satisfying to me about just having that rhythm and that little like click clack of the knitting needles.

对于我来说，只要有那种节奏，还有那种像织针哒哒声音，就会感到非常满足。

The pockmarks on Ser Ilyn's face were black holes in the torchlight, as dark as Jaime's soul. He made that clacking sound.

伊林爵士脸上麻子在火光映照下犹如一个个无底黑洞，犹如詹姆灵魂。他又发出那种粗嘎声音。

Until dark they make a pleased and pleasant clacking.

直到天黑，它们发出愉快而愉快哒声。