Gray gray world
In the vast sea of humanity
Where is the bosom friend?

Teach people to face the tough jobs
The flower buds will open
The little moon will be bright

It is difficult to search for a bosom friend
Unless it is a dream
In my dream I want to have a paradise

Everywhere blowing on the sheng flute
Accompanied by me singing a song
The young bosom friend next to my side

He appreciates the sound of my singing
My heart wishes that he come close to me
Despite being in the dreamland

Also feel my soul stirring
The flower buds will open
The little moon will be bright

It is difficult to search for a bosom friend
Unless it is a dream