az118 (az118) wrote,

при ясной Луне

When will the moon be clear and bright?
  With a cup of wine in my hand, I ask the blue sky.
  I don't know what season it would be in the heavens on this night.
  I'd like to ride the wind to fly home.
  Yet I fear the crystal and jade mansions are much too high and cold for me.
  Dancing with my moon-lit shadow
  It does not seem like the human world
  The moon rounds the red mansion Stoops to silk-pad doors
  Shines upon the sleepless Bearing no grudge
  Why does the moon tend to be full when people are apart?
  People may have sorrow or joy, be near or far apart
  The moon may be dim or bright, wax or wane
  This has been going on since the beginning of time
  May I alld be blessed with longevity Though far apart,
we are still able to share the beauty of the moon together.
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