And piles of brick, and stone, and gold,  成片房舍，还有大把金钱，

　　And he inherits soft white hands,  以及，那双苍白无力的手，

　　And tender flesh that fears the cold,  弱不禁风，耐抵严寒，

　　Nor dares to wear a garment old;  生性娇嫩，不愿穿粗布旧衫，

　　A heritage, it seems to me, one scarce would wish to hold in fee.  遗产，对我来说，弱者，希望永远拥有他的所有。

　　The rich man's son inherits cares;  富家子弟，继承了忧虑，

　　The bank may break, the factory burn,  或许，银行破产工厂倒闭，

　　A breath may burst his bubble shares,  泡沫股票，转瞬消失，

　　And soft white hands could hardly earn a living that would serve his turn;   双手无力，很难养活自己，任何生者，难逃自己的责任义务，

　　A heritage, it seems to me, one scarce would wish to hold in fee.   遗产，似乎对我来说，弱者，希望永远拥有他的所有。

　　The rich man's son inherits wants,  富家子弟，继承奢侈欲望，

　　His stomach craves for dainty fare;  山珍海味，贪图生活靡丽，

　　With sated heart, he hears the pants of toiling hinds with brown arms bare!   酒醉饭饱后，或许瞥见，黝黑的农民，汗珠摔成八瓣，

　　And wearies in his easy-chair;  裸露在烈日下，拼死劳累，

　　A heritage, it seems to me, one scarce would wish to hold in fee.   遗产，似乎对我来说，弱者，希望永远拥有他的所有。

　　What doth the poor man's son inherit?  穷人子弟，继承什么？

　　Stout muscles and a sinewy heart,  强健的肌肉，意志坚定，

　　A hardy frame, a hardier spirit;  结实的骨骼，神情如一，

　　King of two hands, he does his part  依靠双手，开创自己天地，

　　In every useful toil and art;  有所担当，留下坚实脚印；

　　A heritage, it seems to me,  遗产，似乎对我来说，

　　A king might wish to hold in fee.  强者，希望永远拥有他的所有。

　　What doth the poor man's son inherit?  穷人子弟，继承什么？

　　Wishes o'erjoyed with humble things,  怀感恩之情，面对卑微万物，

　　A rank adjudged by toil-won merit,  不懈奋斗，决心改变厄运，

　　Content that from employment springs,  知足常乐，自身不断完善，

　　A heart that in his labor sings;  在劳动中，寻求幸福旋律，