Phoenix Hairpin - 许渊冲
Pink hands so fine．
Gold-branded wine，
Spring paints the willows green
Palace walls can't confine．
East wind unfair，
Happy times rare．
In my heart sad thoughts throng；
We’ve severed for years long．
Wrong，wrong，wrong!
Spring is as green，
In vain she's lean，
Her kerchief soaked with tears
And red with stains unclean．
Peach blossoms fa11
Near deserted hal1．
Our oath is still there.
No word to her can go．
No，no，no!
Pink hands so fine．
Gold-branded wine，
Spring paints the willows green
Palace walls can't confine．
East wind unfair，
Happy times rare．
In my heart sad thoughts throng；
We’ve severed for years long．
Wrong，wrong，wrong!
Spring is as green，
In vain she's lean，
Her kerchief soaked with tears
And red with stains unclean．
Peach blossoms fa11
Near deserted hal1．
Our oath is still there.
No word to her can go．
No，no，no!