路远莫致之。
Fair, fair the Weaver Maiden Star.
此物何足贡，
Slim and soft are her tender hands;
但感别经时。
Click and clack sounds the loom that stands.
迢迢牵牛星，
She stops and drops the shuttle time and again,
皎皎河汉女。
Shedding floods of tears like pouring rain.
纤纤擢素手，
Clear and shallow is the Milky Way,
札札弄机杼。
That separates them miles and miles away.
终日不成章，
Surge and surge the waters from north to south;
泣涕零如雨。
She loves and loves but has to shut her mouth.