Memory in summer night
This flower has done blooming for last time,
Looking through foggy window for past memory farside,
A nightingale has sung three hundreds times,
Thinking of your rosy cheeks and tears in eyes.
夏夜記憶
花開這季無下季
窗外霧濃憶往事
夜鶯已唱三百首
亦盼臉紅淚盈時