In the distant future, let us meet at the river.
Twisting, turning ­ life is turning like love.
When we meet at the waterfall,
we will leap together.

When we pass by the turbulence,
let’s cry out loudly.

The song of the wind is over the silvery sand dunes,
colored by the pouring moonlight.

The reeds give acclamation and cheers
as my long journey ends at the pier.
The music of the sea arrives like people’s welcoming footsteps.

In the future, let us appear like a colorful sunset on the river.