每當我看見牛奶灑在桌上，

When I see milk spilled on the table,

又一隻玻璃杯打翻，

another glass overturned,

我會想起那些徒勞的奶牛。

I think of all the cows who labor in vain.

多少噸草料被用盡，

So many tons of forage spent,

多少奶牛的乳房被注滿再擠空，

so many udders filling and emptying,

森林一片接一片

forest after forest

砍光了製成紙箱，

stripped for paper cartons,

成千上萬支蠟燭在消融……

the wax from millions of candles melting…

一大張灑滿牛奶的桌布

A broad sheet of milk spills across

鋪在全世界的餐桌上，

the tables of the world,

有個孩子站著

and this child stands

手中拿一塊浸透的海綿，

with a sopping sponge in his hand,

說他不是故意的。

saying he never meant to do it.