李白: 子夜吴歌/ li bai: a song of an autumn midnight

子夜吴歌

李白

长安一片月， 万户捣衣声。

秋风吹不尽， 总是玉关情。

何日平胡虏， 良人罢远征。

　

a song of an autumn midnight

li bai

a slip of the moon hangs over the capital;

ten thousand washing-mallets are pounding;

and the autumn wind is blowing my heart

for ever and ever toward the jade pass....

oh, when will the tartar troops be conquered,

and my husband come back from the long campaign!