一剪梅·红藕香残玉簟秋

To the tune of Yi Jian Mei

词/李清照 (宋) 译/黎历

By Li QingZhao (Song Dynasty)

Tr. By Lily

红藕香残玉簟秋，

轻解罗裳，独上兰舟。

云中谁寄锦书来？

雁字回时，月满西楼。

Lotus flowers fade while chill on my mat has grown

Taking off silk robe I board an orchid boat alone

Through clouds who’s sent me messengers on brocade

While wild geese fly home in formation of power

Drenched in the moonlight is the western tower

花自飘零水自流。

一种相思，两处闲愁。

此情无计可消除。

才下眉头，却上心头。

Like fallen flowers drifting on flowing water

For us, an aching longing separation has brought

There’s no way to sooth the pain in our love

Since as soon as it goes away from our frown

It starts to gnaw our hearts to let it down

译于2018年1月7日星期日