TUNE: BEAUTIFUL LADY YU

LISTENING TO RAIN

While young, I listen to rain in the house of song,

Overjoyed in curtained bed

Beside a candle red.

In prime of life I heard rain on the river long,

In lonely boat, when wailed wild geese

Beneath low clouds in western breeze.

Now that I listen to rain under temple’s eave,

My hair turns grey

Like starry ray.

Who cares if men will meet or part, rejoice or grieve?

Can I feel joy or sorrow?

Let it rain till tomorrow!

虞美人

听雨

少年听雨歌楼上，

红烛昏罗帐。

壮年听雨客舟中，

江阔云低，

断雁叫西风。

而今听雨僧庐下，

鬓已星星也。

悲欢离合总无情，

一任阶前，

点滴到天明。