杨果·《小桃红·采莲女》（一）英译

满城烟水月微茫，
人倚兰舟唱，
常记相逄若耶上。
隔三湘，
碧云望断空惆怅。
美人笑道：
莲花相似，
情短藕丝长。

The Lotus-picking Girl(1)
to the tune of Light Pink

Vapor and mist shroud the town, the moon is filmily seen.
Against a painted boat girls sing and careen,
Remember still on the Ruoye River we met,
Separated by three Xiang Rivers like a net,
Helplessly I sigh looking at the blue and distant cloud,
Remember again, she once smiled and said aloud:
Our meeting is short, but our love is long to spend.
Just like the lotus' sap without an end. (1)


(1)The lotus root snaps but the fibres stay joined — apparently severed, actually still connected.

（辜正坤 译）