帕布莉卡Song of the Palace
Bai Juyi
Her handkerchief all soaked in tears, she cannot dream,
In deepest night before the palace voices sing.
Her rosy cheeks aren’t old, but first love has been cut,
Leaning, wreathed in smoke, she sits until the dawn.
宫词
泪尽罗巾梦不成
夜深前殿按歌声
红颜未老恩先断
斜倚薰笼坐到明
