When I was a child， my homesickness was a small stamp 　　
小时候，乡愁是一枚小小的邮票，

Linking Mum at the other end and me this. 　　
我在这头，母亲在那头。

When grown up， I remained homesick， but it became a ticket 　　
长大后，乡愁是一张窄窄的船票，

By which I sailed to and from my bride at the other end. 　　
我在这头，新娘在那头。

Then homesickness took the shape of a grave，?
后来啊!乡愁是一方矮矮的坟墓，

Mum inside of it and me outside. 　　
我在外头，母亲在里头。

Now I’m still homesick， but it is a narrow strait 　　
而现在，乡愁是一湾浅浅的海峡，

Separating me on this side and the mainland on the other.
我在这头，大陆在那头。