张可久·《天净沙·书怀》英译

香奁名满青楼，

羽衣人在黄州，

罗帕春寒素手。

壮怀依旧，

水声淘尽诗愁。

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The Expression of My Aspirations

to the tune of Sky Scouring Sand

Zhang Kejiu

In the brothel she is considered the most beautiful flower,

And I, a Taoist, is just ascending the Yellow Crane Tower.

How white and tender were her hands seen in silk robe in spring cold.

The ambitions in my heart now I still hold,

Sad, hearing the murmuring water washing away my poetic grief untold.