In my right hand is a golden bowl; in my left, a silver bowl
They can't exist without each other
And everyone has them
These two invisible bowls
The golden bowl is filled with happiness
It shines warmly
Since I met you, my love has overflowed so much
That it won't fit in my golden bowl
The silver bowl contains sadness
It glitters coldly
Since I've known you, my love has become so heavy
That I can't hold up my silver bowl
In my right hand is a golden bowl; in my left, a silver bowl
They can't exist without each other
And everyone has them
These two invisible bowls
I will throw away everything--
Both golden happiness and silver sadness
For your sake, for love's sake alone,
I will empty these two bowls