I live at the upper end of the river
And at the other end, you live;
Everyday I long to see you but I cannot
Though from the same river we drink
When will the river go dry?
When can my sorrow come to an end?
Only may your heart be like mine
My love for you will not be in vain
And at the other end, you live;
Everyday I long to see you but I cannot
Though from the same river we drink
When will the river go dry?
When can my sorrow come to an end?
Only may your heart be like mine
My love for you will not be in vain
By chinese poet Li Chih-Yi