（古詩詞英譯）釵頭鳳 - (南宋) 陸遊

釵頭鳳 - (南宋) 陸遊

 

紅酥手，

黃縢酒，

滿城春色宮牆柳。

東風惡，

歡情薄，

一懷愁緒，

幾年離索。

錯、錯、錯。

 

春如舊，

人空瘦，

淚痕紅浥鮫綃透。

桃花落，

閑池閣，

山盟雖在，

錦書難托。

莫、莫、莫。

 

A Verse by Lu You

 

Thy pink hands, soft and nice,

Bring me wine brewed from rice.

Spring greens willows, within the palace walls,

A tempest from th’ east blows, 

Grief swells, bliss falls, 

My breast is fraught with woes,

Through years, all twixt us come to a halt. 

My fault! My fault! My fault! 

 

Alas, spring doth still remain,  

Yet in vain thou dost wane. 

Thy kerchief is stained with crimson tears. 

Peach blossoms fall, so drear, 

The pavilion is deserted, sans cheers;  

Our oath writ on silk is still here, 

Yet 'tis hard to impart — oh why sigh so,

Let go! Let go! Let go!

 

Tr: Ziyuzile

14/02/2026

(To be revised)