Zi QinHe was my North, my South, my East and West,
他曾是我的東南西北,我靈魂心之所向。
My working week and my Sunday rest,
他曾是我的平日和週末,是我生活裡的習慣,
是我的暈頭轉向,我的平靜安穩。
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
他曾是我的正午和午夜,
於我的言談裡、我的歌聲裡相隨浮現。
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
我曾以為愛永不凋零,
我曾以為這份愛沒有期限:但我錯了。