TUNE: PURE SERENE MUSIC

 

On rosy paper a hand fair

Has laid the innermost heart bare.

Nor fish below nor swan above

Would bear this melancholy message of love.

At sunset on west tower alone she stands still;

The curtain hook can’t hang up distant hill.

Who knows where her beloved is gone?

Green waves still eastward roll on.

清平乐

红笺小字，

说尽平生意。

鸿雁在云鱼在水，

惆怅此情难寄。

斜阳独倚西楼，

遥山恰对帘钩。

人面不知何处，

绿波依旧东流。