一枕清霄 - 小柯 translation in English

一枕清霄

一枕清霄好梦醒来后
冷月已在西楼
燕也去了云也散了杏花满天
终要飘向谁家庭院
一场盛宴散在黄昏后
路上已见深秋
酒也喝了话也说了只剩一段
唱不完的别离歌
一天是你来到我窗口
默默地对我说看到你那么多
人的去人的留人的喜人的愁太难懂
一天是你来到我窗口
说起了那么多过去的你和我
有时去有时留有时喜有时愁太难过
一枕清霄好梦醒来后
故人已似漂流
说了笑看红尘来去为何还有
一滴旧事泪在流

一枕清霄好梦醒来后
冷月已在西楼
燕也去了云也散了杏花满天
终要飘向谁家庭院
一场盛宴散在黄昏后
路上已见深秋
酒也喝了话也说了只剩一段
唱不完的别离歌
一天是你来到我窗口
默默地对我说看到你那么多
人的去人的留人的喜人的愁太难懂

一天是你来到我窗口
说起了那么多过去的你和我
有时去有时留有时喜有时愁太难过
一枕清霄好梦醒来后
故人已似漂流
说了笑看红尘来去为何还有
一滴旧事泪在流
说了笑看红尘来去为何还有
一滴旧事泪在流

A Pillow of Paradise

After awaking from a good dream in the bleakness of night,
The cold moon already hangs in the western tower.
The swallows have gone, the clouds have scattered, and the apricot blossoms fill the sky.
To which family courtyard shall they eventually drift?
A grand feast ends in the twilight of dusk,
With signs of late autumn appearing on the path.
We have drunk the wine, spoken the words, and all that remains is
A farewell song that cannot be finished.
One day, you came to my window,
And silently said to me that you had seen so many
People come and go, people happy and sad, it's too hard to understand.
One day, you came to my window,
And talked about so many past events, about you and me.
Sometimes staying, sometimes leaving, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, it's too hard to bear.
After awaking from a good dream in the bleakness of night,
Old friends seem to drift away like floating duckweed.
We said we would laugh and watch the red dust come and go, but why is there still
A tear of old memories flowing?

After awaking from a good dream in the bleakness of night,
The cold moon already hangs in the western tower.
The swallows have gone, the clouds have scattered, and the apricot blossoms fill the sky.
To which family courtyard shall they eventually drift?
A grand feast ends in the twilight of dusk,
With signs of late autumn appearing on the path.
We have drunk the wine, spoken the words, and all that remains is
A farewell song that cannot be finished.
One day, you came to my window,
And silently said to me that you had seen so many
People come and go, people happy and sad, it's too hard to understand.

One day, you came to my window,
And talked about so many past events, about you and me.
Sometimes staying, sometimes leaving, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, it's too hard to bear.
After awaking from a good dream in the bleakness of night,
Old friends seem to drift away like floating duckweed.
We said we would laugh and watch the red dust come and go, but why is there still
A tear of old memories flowing?
We said we would laugh and watch the red dust come and go, but why is there still
A tear of old memories flowing?