和凝 ·《江城子·竹里风生》英译

竹里风生月上门。

理秦筝，对云屏。

轻拨朱弦，

恐乱马嘶声。

含恨含娇独自语：

今夜约，太迟生。

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Tune: Song of Riverside Town

He Ning

The wind blows through groves of bamboo.

Into the door peeps the moon bright.

Playing on zither green

In face of cloudy screen,

I pluck its strings so light,

Afraid not to hear your horse neigh.

Regretful and bashful I say:

Why are you late tonight to our late rendezvous?