李煜 《相见欢·无言独上西楼》
无言独上西楼，
月如钩，
寂寞梧桐深院锁清秋。
剪不断，
理还乱，
是离愁，
别是一般滋味在心头。
Sorrow of the Separation
(To the Tune of Xiangjianhuan)
Li Yu
Silent, solitary,
I step up the western tower.
The moon appears like a hook.
The lone parasol tree locks the clear autumn
in the deep courtyard.
What cannot be cut,
nor raveled,
is the sorrow of separation:
Nothing tastes like that to the heart.
