I Watch Helplessly As the Flowers Fall Down
Listen to a new song and drink a cup of wine there;
The pavilion and clime remain unchanged as last year.
When will the setting sun turn around ?
I watch helplessly as the flowers fall down.
But the seemingly familiar swallows return to the yard and
I wander alone on the path of the fragrant garden.
(Tran.)
Copyright © Charlie Way | Year Posted 2018
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