ZHOUBangyan–LyricstotheLamentofThoseBehindAdornedWindows
Someonegivesmydrunkenselfahandinmountingthehorse,
Morningbreezespuffthrough,yettheysobermenot.
Reflectedintheripplingwateraregreentilesandcrimsoneaves,
Throughveilsof*pingwillows,Iaferryterminalcomeacross.
OnceuponatimeIwroteonthenowfailingwallanin*ion,
Coveredincobwebsitis,overthefadinginkmossesgrow.
Ithinkofwhathascomeandgone,yearslikewaterhaveflowedby,
LongIhangabout,infusedwithautumnthoughtsaremysighs.
I'vegrowntiredofrevisitingwhereIhadbeen,
WhateverhappenedinJiangling,
WhybotheratallaskingYangQiongofitagain?
Anoldmelodydrearysounds,
Lockinglisteners'browsinfrowns,yetforwhomisitperformed?
Ifshewasherebeforeme,
She'dbeholdmemostattentivelywiththegreatestdevotion.
IneednotheartheMelodyoftheTownofWei,
Beforethesongissungtoitsend,mytearshavebeguntoflow.