朝日照北林。
之子在万里，
The morning sun shines o'er the woods in the north. You now reside ten thousand miles away,
江湖迥且深。
方舟安可极？
With countless lakes and rivers on the way. Because it’s much too far for me to reach there,
离思故难任。
孤雁飞南游，
Thought of separation is hard to bear. A solitary swan southward flies,
过庭长哀吟。
翘思慕远人，
O’er the courtyard uttering grievous sighs. When I look upward and sink in rue,
愿欲托遗音。
形影忽不见，
I’d like the bird to bring a word to you. When the swan flies till it’s out of sight,
翩翩伤我心。
I’m filled with sorrow for its speedy flight.