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