纷纷坠叶飘香砌，
夜寂静，
寒声碎。
真珠帘卷玉楼空，
天淡银河垂地。
年年今夜，
月华如练，
常是人千里。
愁肠已断无由醉，
酒未到，
先成泪。
残灯明灭枕头欹，
谙尽孤眠滋味。
都来此事，
眉间心上，
无计相回避。
Withered leaves fall o’er fragrant steps shower by shower;
In night so still,
The sound seems chill.
The beaded curtain rolled up shows an empty bower.
The sky is so serene,
The Silver River hangs like Heaven’s screen.
From year to year, this night
In silvery moonlight,
We’re thousand miles apart.
I can’t get drunk for broken is my heart;
Before I drink, wine turn to tears.
I lean on my pillow by flickering lamplight,
Drowned in the grief of lonely night.
Such deep grief as appears
On the brows or the heart
Cannot be put apart.