I miss you, I sing the song of the cotton tree
Like the river at low tide, then high tide
I miss you like the midday sun past its peak
The blackbird crosses the river, the blackbird doesn't return
The blackbird crosses the river, the blackbird knows longing
I wait for you, I sing the song of the cotton tree
The scent of hometown, the fields of rice just blossoming
I wait for you at the riverbank with crashing waves
The blackbird crosses the river, the blackbird doesn't return
The blackbird crosses the river, the blackbird is free
We love each other, yet we can't be near
We love each other, old love and deep meaning
Like water hyacinth entwined with the river
On alluvial soil, golden rice blooms anew
You remember me, why don't you come?
Leaving me sad, I sing the song of the cotton tree.