昨日黃花今不在，
酒裏尋歡誰人哀？
夜夜醉臥鬆欲扶，
喃喃述願獨自捱。


最後一句才盡了，打油了。



第一首原文：

“Left－Overs”

When drunk just stick to happiness
I ask you, who's for sorrow?
Recently I've had a feeling
－those good old books
They're not so good, you know.

On the drink again last night
By a pine tree down I tumbled
"I'm really drunk, you know,"
I tell old pine
who moves to pick me up
or so it seemed.
Out came my hands
"clear off," I said.