锦瑟

The Sad Zither

锦瑟无端五十弦,一弦一柱思华年。庄生晓梦迷蝴蝶,望帝春心托杜鹃。沧海月明珠有泪,蓝田日暖玉生烟。此情可待成追忆?只是当时已惘然。

Why should the zither sad have fifty strings?Each string,each strain evokes but vanished springs.Dim morning dream to be a butterfly;Amorous heart poured out in cuckoo's cry.