TUNE: SPRING GRIEF AWAKENED

How can a sentimental heart from care be free,

So full of coquetry?

Clouds waft at ease with willowdown o’er far-flung grass

To wake spring grief, alas!

At dusk before my mirror to make up I try;

My light eyebrows feel shy.

I wait alone by leaning on riverside rail

For your returning sail.

唤春愁

天与多情不自由，

占风流。

云闲草远絮悠悠，

唤春愁。

试作小妆窥晚镜，

淡蛾羞。

夕阳独倚水边楼，

认归舟。