小时候，乡愁是一枚小小的邮票，
我在这头，母亲在那头。 
长大后，乡愁是一张窄窄的船票，
我在这头，新娘在那头。 
后来啊!乡愁是一方矮矮的坟墓， 
我在外头，母亲在里头。 
而现在，乡愁是一湾浅浅的海峡，
我在这头，大陆在那头。

When I was a child, my homesickness was a small stamp 　　 
Linking Mum at the other end and me this. 　　 
When grown up, I remained homesick, but it became a ticket 　　 
By which I sailed to and from my bride at the other end. 　　 
Then homesickness took the shape of a grave,
Mum inside of it and me outside. 　　 
Now I'm still homesick, but it is a narrow strait 　　 
Separating me on this side and the mainland on the other.