Train carries moonlight along the way.

　　My train

　　Snakes among the mountains in the heavy rain,

　　Moving forward

　　And leaving tunnels and bridges behind.

　　It spirals up the mountains,

　　With sparks flashing between rails and wheel-sets.

　　Who is enjoying the roadside scenery?

　　My train,

　　Along the path of its own

　　Moves silently forward, leaving fragrance behind.

　　Train carries moonlight along the way,

　　and passengers with homesickness together,

　　Moving forward at night in the heavy rain

　　Casting light on the footprints of the railway men.