有些人谈到钱时
像说一个出门买牛奶
一去不返的神秘
情人，这让我伤感
多年来我靠咖啡和面包过活，
总是饥肠辘辘，在发薪日走去上班，
像一个来自无井之村的女人
出外取水，那时有一两个晚上
像别人那样
在烤鸡和红酒中度过。
The Good Life by Tracy K. Smith
When some people talk about money
They speak as if it were a mysterious lover
Who went out to buy milk and never
Came back, and it makes me nostalgic
For the years I lived on coffee and bread,
Hungry all the time, walking to work on payday
Like a woman journeying for water
From a village without a well, then living
One or two nights like everyone else
On roast chicken and red wine.
