当我父亲去世的时候，
我应该像其他人一样感到悲伤吗？
还是象其他人清楚地知道他们的父亲死了，
他们在我看到他们的每一刻都非常高兴，
似乎他们的父亲永远不会死

这让我嫉妒，也不觉得好笑，
因为我很难接受这样一个事实：
每个人都要死，
每个人生来都会哭，
出生的时候哭着相见出现，
别离也是哭着为再见，
直到看不见为止，
留下一位父亲，
即使没有阳光，
也要用心去感受到。

To My Father

Should n't I feel so sad, when my father is dead
Should I feel Like others?
Clearly knowing their fathers dead

They were truly happy at each moment I saw them,
It seemed that their fathers would not die ever
This made me jealous, felt no funny by too hard to accept

The fact is that everybody dies and everybody is born with a cry
Cry, cry for appearing and cry for goodbye
Until no seen in nowhere, out of eyesight,
Left a father be felt by heart, even without sunlight