歌词翻译 (English)
Hymn to Citrus Tree
Born of Earth, raised by Heaven, well adapted to this land hadst thou;
Received the mission never to migrate, dwellst thou in the South.
How deep thy immobile roots spread are, with the invariable determination;
Leaves green and flowers clear, dance thy splendid fascination.
Born of Earth, raised by Heaven, well adapted to this land hadst thou;
Received the mission never to migrate, dwellst thou in the South.
How deep thy immobile roots spread are, with the invariable determination;
We hail thee and thy innate will distinct, Citrus Tree of the South!
Standing alone without intention to leave, is this integrity cheerful indeed?
For the stable roots mayst thou scarcely be transplanted; So open-minded art thou and nothing needst.
Isolated from the secular, oddly caterst thou not to the vulgar;
Maintaining thy clear interior, thou hast never misstepped or erred.
Standing alone without intention to leave, is this integrity cheerful indeed?
For the stable roots mayst thou scarcely be transplanted; So open-minded art thou and nothing needst.
Isolated from the secular, oddly caterst thou not to the vulgar;
Maintaining thy prudent interior, thou hast never misstepped or erred.
Thy moral conduct and selflessness, matched with Heaven and Earth can be.
May I be thy eternal friend, and even wither with thee!