周邦彦·《浣溪沙·争挽桐花两鬓垂》英译

争挽桐花两鬓垂，

小妆弄影照清池。

出帘踏袜趁蜂儿。

跳脱添金双腕重，

琵琶拨尽四弦悲。

夜寒谁肯剪春衣？

Silk-washing Stream

Zhou Bangyan

Trying to pin on forehead flowers from plane-trees,

She gazed on her make-up mirrored in water clear,

And went outdoors on stocking feet to chase the bees.

Skipping, she felt her arms heavy with bracelets gold;

Playing pipa, she feels its four strings sad and drear.

Who would like to cut a vernal coat on a night cold?