李白·《菩萨蛮》英译

平林漠漠烟如织，

寒山一带伤心碧。

暝色入高楼，

有人楼上愁。

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玉阶空伫立，

宿鸟归飞急，

何处是归程？

长亭更短亭。

Buddhist Dancers

Li Bai

O’er far-flung wooded plain mist and smoke weave a screen,

Cold mountains stretch into a belt of heart-rending green.

The dusk invades the tower high,

Where someone sighs a longing sign.

On marble steps she waits in vain;

Birds fly away and come again.

By which way will her lord appear?

She sees but stations far and near.

（许渊冲 译）

Tune: “Strangers in Saint’s Coif”

[P’u-Sa Man]

Silent planes of woods woven in mist,

Cold hills a tinted thread to knot the heart.

Dusk ascends the tall tower,

On the tower, someone grieving.

Aimless on this moonlit terrace

Watching the birds’ swift homing;

Try to make out the road back—

Halt after halt diminishing.

（Cyril Birch 译）