昨夜雨疏風驟
濃睡不消殘酒
試問捲簾人
卻道海棠依舊
知否
知否
應是綠肥紅瘦

Tune: Like a Dream               Li Qing Zhao (1084-1151)             江紹倫譯 

Last night rain fell intermittently with sudden blows
I slept soundly without finishing my remaining fine brew
This morning I ask my maid who is rolling up the screen
The geraniums are fine she says with a beam
D’you know
D’you know
They ought to grow leaves thick and green and red stems lean