167 徐伸 – 二郎神
167 XU Shen – Lyrics to the Melody of a Young Pagan God
英文翻譯 / English Translation﹕
Feeling low in spirit I turn to play with the turtledoves,
Only to disturb the shadow of a canopy of blossoms.
At leisure I try on spring clothes, then my hands feel the chill,
Yet the incense has burned out and the ash has grown cold.
Ever so easily I dwell in melancholy, how can I cope?
It is all because I've been constantly ill of late.
I was already thin with a narrow waist, now my sideburns have greyed,
How could I my own reflection face?
Looking back, the tears we shed at the time of our parting
Fell on our robes that remain stained, she is probably still pining for me,
As the sun rises, she'd rather not wake, forever relying on spring inebriation.
Wild geese come not, horses stay not,
Closed off behind doors is a garden of scenic views.
Long I stand alone, all day I lean against balustrades everywhere,
Long persists daylight in my solitude.