英译

作者：佚名

LIU Yong – Lyrics to the Melody of Lotus Picking

Moonlight has faded, pale are clouds in the frosty sky of dawn.
Travellers heading west must be feeling the hardship.
Her delicate hand mine holds,
To see me off to the main road, she opens the squeaky crimson door.
She with her charming face stands at the roadside,
In teary reticence, how could I bare to look back with a broken heart?

A small canoe let the oars rush it to waves cleave through,
Seemingly voracious for the scenery on the road, yet the parting gloom
Has caused a million thoughts to entangle,
Yet as I wallow in regrets, to whom could I open my heart to?
When I do look back, gone are the towers of the town,
Beyond the cold waters and skies, only a few trees are visible in the brume.