• Sun and moon have no light left, earth is dark;
    Our women's world is sunk so deep, who can help us?
    Jewelry sold to pay this trip across the seas,
    Cut off from my family I leave my native land.
    Unbinding my feet I clean out a thousand years of poison,
    With heated heart arouse all women's spirits.
    Alas, this delicate kerchief here
    Is half stained with blood, and half with tears.