客子忆秦川。
The frontier guard is thinking of Qinchuan.
思妇高楼上，
In my town there stands upstairs my lass,
当窗应未眠。
Who faces windows thinking of her man.
星旗映疏勒，
The stars are gleaming o'er the Tartar state;
云阵上祁连。
The clouds are looming o'er the northern spheres.
战气今如此，
Now that the battle signs can hardly abate,
从军复几年？
I must serve in the army for more years.