Long longing dwells in Chang鈥檃n town.
Crickets sing by golden rail at autumn dusk,
Light frost chills the mat with bitter cold.
Lonely lamp dims, my longing breaks the soul.
I raise the curtain, sigh to the moon alone.
My fair one blooms like flower, far beyond cloud line.
Above stretches endless blue sky,
Below ripples clear stream flowing by.
Sky vast, road far, my soul wanders in pain,
Dreams cannot cross the mountain pass again.
Long longing deep,
Breaks my heart and keeps.
Sunset fades, flowers wrapped in mist haze,
Moon shines pure white, sorrow keeps me awake always.
Zhao鈥檚 zither pauses on phoenix stand,
Shu鈥檚 lute tunes love strings hand in hand.
The melody holds love but no one to send,
May it ride spring wind to Yanran end.
I miss you far across the blue sky high.
Eyes that once glanced soft and bright,
Now turn to springs of tears day and night.
If you doubt my heart is broken in woe,
Come back and see before the mirror glow.