I sigh and moan in the foreign lands(1)
My mountains are seen from a far
Again, I am left like a wretched in the foreign lands
I recall my lover each day and cry
What to do with a mansion, what to do with a palace
When there is no beloved lingering in it
Utterly alone and motherless left am I in this land
My luck brought me this trouble
A dark curtain covered my eye
I recall my home, my land and cry
What to do with mansion, what to do with palace
When there is no beloved lingering in it