The vivid mountain green and the blue sea,

how could I dare forget this peaceful scene?

While now in this pale ghostly plain I see,

I want to hide and lie that nothing seen.

Remember that day, between two passports,

I close both of my eyes and keep head low.

With Mom's tender voice and Dad's calm supports,

my tears cross silently in the shadow.

Across the Pacific and here I stand,

rolling in the deep and I still survive.

Years, never stop searching and understand

how could I stay with my tears never dry?

My heart will always be with you, Taiwan.

I'll back to the Promised Land with smiles on.