彼黍离离，彼稷之苗。
行迈靡靡，中心摇摇。
知我者，谓我心忧；
不知我者，谓我何求。
悠悠苍天，此何人哉？
彼黍离离，彼稷之穗。
行迈靡靡，中心如醉。
知我者，谓我心忧；
不知我者，谓我何求。
悠悠苍天，此何人哉？
彼黍离离，彼稷之实。
行迈靡靡，中心如噎。
知我者，谓我心忧；
不知我者，谓我何求。
悠悠苍天，此何人哉？
Look at the lush millet seedlings in our field,
Yet I walk wearily
for my heart unable to be tranquility .
Who understand me say
that person full of anxiety;
Who don't,
wonder whatever does he want.
Oh my God! Who am I.
Look at the plantiful millet tassels in our
field,
Yet I stumble along
As if I drunk with none.
Who understand me say
that person distressed;
Who don't,
wonder whatsoever does he want.
Oh my God! Who am I.
Look at the fruitful millet grains in our field,
Yet I stagger nearly choked.
Who understand me say
that person full of sorrow;
Who don't,
wonder what on earth does he want.
Oh my God! Who am I.
