陈风•月出
月出皎兮,佼人僚兮,舒窈纠兮,劳心悄兮。
月出皓兮,佼人懰兮,舒忧受兮,劳心慅兮。
月出照兮,佼人燎兮,舒夭绍兮,劳心惨兮。
Folk Songs from Chen
The Moon Rises
The moon rises, so clear,
The lady is so slender.
Her waist so supple,
My heart misses a beat.
The moon rises, so brilliant,
The lady is so worried.
Her sadness hurts me,
My heart is tender.
The moon rises, so vivacious,
The lady is like a bonfire.
Her body twists in dances,
My heart burns to ashes. |