征夫怀往路，
Off and on its gaze will backward stray.
起视夜何其。
When a Tartar horse has gone awry,
参辰皆已没，
For its companions it will always cry.
去去从此辞。
Like two dragons soaring to the sky,
行役在战场，
On wide diverging pathways we shall fly.
相见未有期。
The stringed music will serve as a pain relief,
握手一长叹，
To rid ourselves of the heartbreaking grief.
泪为生别滋。
When I play the Wanderer's Melody first;
努力爱春华，
From me woe and sorrow strongly burst!
莫忘欢乐时。
The music seems to utter sighs suppressed,
生当复来归，
In sobbing cries and remorse depressed.
死当长相思。
The stirring strains go on to pour and roar,
黄鹄一远别，
Filling us with grievous woes of yore.