Monday, May 04, 2009

Chou Nu Er - Xin Qiji

When I was young I'd never tasted sorrow,
But I loved to climb the highest tower, but I loved to climb the highest tower,
To sit and try and write of the taste of sadness.
But now I have tasted sorrow,
I would like to talk about it, but cannot, I would like to talk about it, but cannot,
And so I only say "The day is cool, the autumn is fine."

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