摘要
小时候，乡愁是一枚小小的邮票，我在这头，母亲在那头。
长大后，乡愁是一张窄窄的船票，我在这头，新娘在那头。
后来啊，乡愁是一方矮矮的坟墓，我在外头，母亲在里头。
而现在，乡愁是一湾浅浅的海峡，我在这头，大陆在那头。
When I was a child, nostalgia seemeda smallstamp,
Here am I andthere... my mother.
Then I was a grown-up, nostalgia became a traveling ticket,
Here am I andthere... my bride.
