English Rendering
Why not go home?
Where shall I go today?
My home in Eyebrow Mountain is thousand miles away.
Fifty years old,I have not many days to come.
Living here for four years,
My children sing the Southern song.
Villagers and mountaineers
With meat and wine ask me to stay
In Eastern Slope for long.
What shall I say When I've left here?
How will my life appear?
Just as a shuttle comes and goes.
At leisure I'll see autumn breeze blows
And ripples the river clear.
I'll think of my willow tree slender.
Will you trim for me its twigs tender?
Please tell Southern villagers not to forget
To bask my straw cloak and fishing net!
