The new moon is like a beautiful woman,
The moon is just the shadow of the earth.
Raise a glass and invite the bright moon to face the shadow and form three people,
I will accompany you in your loneliness, but no one knows my loneliness.
The bright moon rises over the sea,
People gather at the end of the world.
A thousand generations, I am your poem,
In this past life, let me fall in love with the world of mortals.