I cannot remember my mother
　　only sometimes in the midst of my play
　　a tune seems to hover over my playthings，
　　the tune of some song that she used to
　　hum while rocking my cradle.
　　I cannot remember my mother
　　but when in the early autumn morning
　　the smell of the shiuli flowers floats in the air
　　the scent of the morning service in the temple
　　comes to me as the scent of my mother.
　　I cannot remember my mother
　　only when from my bedroom window I send
　　my eyes into the blue of the distant sky，
　　I feel that the stillness of
　　my mother's gaze on my face
　　has spread all over the sky.
　　我不記得我的母亲
　　只是在游戏中间
　　有时仿佛有一段歌调
　　在我玩具上回旋
　　是她在晃动我的摇篮
　　所哼的那些歌调
　　我不记得我的母亲
　　但是在初秋的早晨
　　合欢花香在空气中浮动
　　庙殿里晨祷的馨香
　　仿佛向我吹来母亲的气息
　　我不记得我的母亲
　　只是当我从卧室的窗里
　　外望悠远的蓝天
　　我仿佛觉得
　　母亲凝住我的目光
　　布满了整个天空