The Western Stair
-to the Tune of “Joy at Meeting” tr. By Father John Turner
Alone and silent up the Western Stair
A sickle moon hangs there:
And in the court below
One lonely tree is lapped in cold autumn air.
Shearing will not sever – no,
Nor sorting disentwine their woe,
When lovers part.
Sure ‘tis a special savour in the heart.
Silently I Ascend the West Tower Alone
Tune: The Joy of Togetherness tr By SL Kong
Silently the west tower I alone ascend
The crescent moon hangs
Lonely the plane-tree in courtyard stands
Autumn is lock still
Cutting would not sever
‘Tis the sadness of separation
A heart-rending feeling set deep in the soul