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 small,
Nostalgia was a tiny postage stamp,
I, on this side,
My mother, on the other. Later on,
Nostalgia was a low tomb,
I, outside.
My mother, inside. And now,
Nostalgia is the coastline, a shallow strait.
I, on this side,
The mainland, on the other.