林花谢了春红,
太匆匆。
无奈朝来寒雨晚来风。
胭脂泪,
相留醉,
几时重?
自是人生长恨水长东。
Spring pink departs from the garden
in such a flight
confronted by winds and rains day and night
Tears that smear rouge
Charm that slows time
Union again we look forward
Yet natural is life's sorrow run as the river ever eastward
待改。