When I see milk spilled on the table,

每當我看見牛奶灑在桌上，

another glass overturned,

又一隻玻璃杯打翻，

I think of all the cows who labor in vain.

我會想起那些徒勞的奶牛。

So many tons of forage spent,

多少噸草料被用盡，

so many udders filling and emptying,

多少奶牛的乳房被注滿再擠空，

forest after forest

森林一片接一片

stripped for paper cartons,

砍光了製成紙箱，

the wax from millions of candles melting…

成千上萬支蠟燭在消融……

A broad sheet of milk spills across

一大張灑滿牛奶的桌布

the tables of the world,

鋪在全世界的餐桌上，

and this child stands

有個孩子站著

with a sopping sponge in his hand,

手中拿一塊浸透的海綿，

saying he never meant to do it.

說他不是故意的。