點(diǎn)絳唇·寒夜感懷

Dian Jiang Chun

Lonely solitude①，

deep in the boudoir②：

As I face the window， moonlight feels

cool as water.

Late at night， sleepless.

Soaking③ wet from flood upon flood of

tears.

Toss④ and turn on the bed

With only the orchid-oil lamp for

company.

In the quiet courtyard

Insects chirp and a crane cries

Shattering⑤ my heart to pieces.

寂寞深閨，當(dāng)窗月色涼如水。

夜闌無睡。濕透重重淚。

輾轉(zhuǎn)匡床，只有蘭釭對。

閑庭內(nèi)。

蟲鳴鶴唳。

攪得心兒碎。