The green water and the green mountains bring smiles

Never again will we suffer from slavery

Husband and wife will bring their home back

You plough the fields and I weave the cloth

I carry the water and you water the garden

The kiln may be broken but it can shelter from the wind and the rain

Wife and husband love each other and the bitterness is sweet

You and I are just like the birds of the mandarin ducks

We are just like birds on the wings of a pair of lovebirds

We are just like birds on the wings of a pair of lovebirds