春花秋月何时了，往事知多少。小楼昨夜又东风，故国不堪回首月明中。
雕阑玉砌应犹在，只是朱颜改。问君能有几多愁，恰似一江春水向东流。

Translation by YK Chan: 

Happy Together: In the tune of “Beautiful Lady Yu”
Li Yu (937-978)

Would spring blossom and autumn moon ever stop to recur,
as numerous old stories in me already made a stir?
When balmy air breezed at night into this humble chamber again,
under moonlight I couldn’t bear to recall my fatherland.

The opulent palace at Jinling shalt still stay,
where pretty maids with rouged faces and all but fade.
How much grief can I hold at bay,
when it rolls like the vernal Yangzi on its easterly way?