A glass of wine or two now makes me weave as if acting the drunkard's part; as if, besotted with unrequited love for the dynamic Turner canvasses spied out by the Hubble, I could lurch down a city street set without provoking every pedestrian walk-on stare.
一两杯酒现在就可让我晕眩 好像十足的醉汉一样； 又好像自作多情地用哈勃 偷窥特纳笔下动态油画， 我可以摇晃着走在城市街巷 不招惹往来行人的目光。