TUNE: BUTTERFLIES IN LOVE WITH FLOWERS

 

I dreamed of roving on the southern rivershore,

However far I might go,

I could not find the fair one I adore.

To whom could I tell of my woe?

Awake, I am as sorrow-laden as before.

I would put down my lovesickness in black and white,

No swan above nor fish below

Would bring to her the love letter I write.

I can but pluck the strings to sing my woe;

My broken heart would break the strings of zither tight.

蝶恋花

梦入江南烟水路，

行尽江南，

不与离人遇。

睡里消魂无说处，

觉来惆怅消魂误。

欲尽此情书尺素，

浮雁沉鱼，

终了无凭据。

却倚缓弦歌别绪，

断肠移破秦筝柱。