浣溪沙

一向年光有限身，

等闲离别易销魂。

酒宴歌席莫辞频。

满目山河空念远，

落花风雨更伤春。

不如怜取眼前人。

TUNE: SILK-WASHING STREAM

 

What can a short-lived man do with the fleeting year

And soul-consuming separations from his dear?

Refuse no banquet when fair singing girls appear!

With hills and rills in sight, I miss the far-off in vain.

How can I bear the fallen blooms in wind and rain!

Why not enjoy the fleeting pleasure now again?