清平調之二 A Song of Pure Happiness II

李白 Li Bai

一 枝 红 豔 露 凝 香 ，
There's a perfume stealing moist from a shaft of red blossom,
yī zhī hóng yàn lù níng xiāng ，
云 雨 巫 山 枉 断 肠 。
And a mist, through the heart, from the magical Hill of Wu- -
yún yǔ wū shān wǎng duàn cháng 。
借 问 汉 宫 谁 得 似 ，
The palaces of China have never known such beauty-
jiè wèn hàn gōng shuí dé shì ，
可 怜 飞 燕 倚 新 妆 。
Not even Flying Swallow with all her glittering garments.
kě lián fēi yàn yǐ xīn zhuāng 。

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