TUNE: PLAYING FLUTE RECALLED ON PHOENIX TERRACE凤凰台上忆吹箫Incense in gold香冷金猊，Censer is cold;被翻红浪，I toss in bed,起来慵自梳头。

Quilt like waves red.

任宝奁尘满，Getting up idly, I won’t comb my hair;日上帘钩。

My dressing table undusted, I leave it there.

生怕离怀别恨，Now the sun seems to hang on the drapery’s hook.

多少事，I fear the parting grief would make me sadder look.

欲说还休。

I’ve much to say, yet pause as soon as I begin.

新来瘦，Recently I’ve grown thin,非干病酒，Not that I’m sick with wine,不是悲秋。

Nor that for autumn sad I pine.

休休！

这回去也，Be done, be done!

千万遍阳关，Once you are gone,也则难留。

However many parting songs we sing anew,念武陵人远，We can’t keep you.

烟锁秦楼。

Far, far away you pass your days;唯有楼前流水，My bower here is drowned in haze.

应念我终日凝眸。

In front there is a running brook凝眸处，That could never forget my longing look.

从今又添，From now on, where一段新愁。

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