粗蓝布裤,蓝布牛仔裤,蓝"紧士"裤
I want to die with my bluejeans on. 我死的时候要穿着我的牛仔裤。
I wish I could invent something like bluejeans. Something to be remembered for. Something Mass. I want to die with my bluejeans on. 我真希望自己也能发明像牛仔裤这样的东西。某种令人牢记怀念的东西。某种大量产生的东西。我死的时候要穿着我的牛仔裤。
And we never mentioned to one another how,when we left those cars and bars in our soiled bluejeans,and after the long subway ride home to Brooklyn or Queen or the Bronx. 我也从没向谁提起过怎么样以及什么时候我们穿着我们的被脏污的牛仔裤离开那些汽车、酒吧,然后经过一段漫长的地铁旅途回到布鲁克林、皇后街或是布隆克斯。