The original poem:
English translation of the poem:
With a wine cup in my hand,
I wonder when the moon first appeared.
I wonder what year it is now high above in heaven.
I long to ride with the wind,
but I fear the jaded terrace,
too serene and chilly to reside.
I dance with my lone shadow,
and I doubt if it is down on earth.
The moon moves round the court,
shining through the window.
A sleepless night...
The moon should not dislike people,
but why is there always a full moon when people are apart?
People have happiness and sadness, people be together and people be apart,
The moon also has phases, wax and wane.
It has been like this for ages.
Hope we will live longer and be healthy,
even if we are thousands of miles apart from each other,
we can still see the moon at the same time together.
●包美聖 ~ 雨霖鈴--柳永