小时候，
When I was a child,
乡愁是一枚小小的邮票，
Nostalgia seemed a small stamp:
我在这头，
“Here am I
母亲在那头。
And there ……my mother.”
长大后，
Then I was a grown-up,
乡愁是一张窄窄的船票，
Nostalgia became a traveling ticket:
我在这头，
“Here am I
新娘在那头。
And there……my bride.”
后来啊！
During the later years,
乡愁是一方矮矮的坟墓，
Nostalgia turned to be a graveyard:
我在外头，
“Here am I
母亲在里头。
And yonder……my mother.”
而现在，
And now at present,
乡愁是一湾浅浅的海峡，
Nostalgia looms large to be a channel:
我在这头，
“Here am I
大陆在那头。
And yonder……my Continent!”