晚风揉进了汤圆，月亮在贩卖快乐,

而你在我身边。

The evening wind rubs into the glutinous rice balls,

the moon sells happiness,

and you are beside me.

日子慢熟，汤圆也是，终究会甜。

The days are slow,

so are the glutinous rice balls.

They will be sweet after all.

城市虽空有万家灯火；

灯火虽小，家里皆是团圆！

Although the city is empty,

there are thousands of lights in the houselt's reunion!