蜉蝣之羽，衣裳楚楚。
心之忧矣，于我归处。
The ephemera's wings / Like morning robes are bright. Grief to my heart it brings; / Where will it be at night?
蜉蝣之翼，采采衣服。
心之忧矣，于我归息。
The ephemera's wings / Like rainbow robes are bright. Grief to my heart it brings; / Where will it rest by night?
蜉蝣掘阅，麻衣如雪。
心之忧矣，于我归说。
The ephemera's hole / Like robe of hemp snow-white. It brings grief to my soul; / Where may I go tonight?