TUNE: AT THE GOLDEN GATE

谒金门

MID-SPRING

春半

Half spring has passed,

春已半，

The view awakes a sorrow vague and vast.

触目此情无限。

Unoccupied, I lean on all twelve balustrades,

十二阑干闲倚遍，

But Heaven cares not if my sorrow fades.

愁来天不管。

Although the sun is warm and the breeze fair,

好是风和日暖，

I envy orioles and swallows in pair.

输与莺莺燕燕。

When courtyard flowers fall, I won’t uproll the screen;

满院落花帘不卷，

My heart would break when green grass can’t be seen.

断肠芳草远。