锦瑟

   李商隐


锦瑟无端五十弦
一弦一柱思华年
庄生晓梦迷蝴蝶
望帝春心托杜鹃
沧海月明珠有泪
蓝田日暖玉生烟
此情可待成追忆
只是当时已惘然　

The Inlaid Harp 

 
I wonder why my inlaid harp has fifty strings,
Each with its flower-like fret an interval of youth.
...The sage Chuangzi is day-dreaming, bewitched by butterflies,
The spring-heart of Emperor Wang is crying in a cuckoo,
Mermen weep their pearly tears down a moon-green sea,
Blue fields are breathing their jade to the sun....
And a moment that ought to have lasted for ever
Has come and gone before I knew.