梅花朵朵盛﹐
艷麗似晚霞﹐
芳華絕代誰能及﹖

何以追憶﹐何以念﹖

重尋歌聲裡﹐
重尋旋律裡﹐

梅花依舊盛﹐
艷麗仍奪目﹐
芳香依然思緒纏。

祝福千千串﹐天荒亦未老。

The abundance of plum blossoms,
That resembles the beauty of the sunset’s glow,
How shall thou parallel this?

Wherefore thy reminiscent?
Whence shall it be said?

The senerading voice is sought once more,
As were the melodious senarades,

The blossoming plums still abundant,
Ever so beautiful and captivating,
The mesmerizing frangrance lingers whilst the mind whirls.

Thousand threads of blessings and bliss,
That whilst untouched earth grows old…you do not

roughly translated