芬芳一缕是丁香。
粉妆长,伞微张,
小巷擦肩,相去在篱墙。
寂寥风中思妩媚,
听雨落,吻花香。
街空小巷雨茫茫,
夜深沉,曲悠长。
笛终惆怅,哀怨又彷徨。
秋去春来人不寐,
情绻缱,话衷肠。
Like the lilacs bringing much aromatic,
Charming red under umbrella,
Passing by leaving such romantic.
Deeply hopelessly falling in love,
Roaming in rain along the lonely path,
Longing to see her again over the hill above.
(得干活去了, 一会儿来译下阙。。。)