雙語 ● 暗水鳴枯沼

TUNE: SONG OF DIVINATION ENJOYING THE BREEZE IN PHOENIX PAVILION ON THE NIGHT OF THE 5TH DAY OF THE 8TH MOON

卜算子

The crescent moon hangs on tree-tips;

八月五日夜鳳凰亭納涼

In dried pool hidden water drips.

新月掛林梢，

On painted eaves I see now and then sparse stars fall,

暗水鳴枯沼。

Here and there a few dots of fireflies small.

時(shí)見疏星落畫檐，

I’m not much sick for native hill,

幾點(diǎn)流螢小。

But homesickness haunts me still.

歸意已無多，

I’ll write new songs for gatherers of lotus seed,

故作連環(huán)繞。

But find on boundless water mist-veiled reed.

欲寄新聲問采菱，

水闊煙波渺。