Paroles et traduction 長歌紅影亂 - 相知莫問

相知莫問

瓊樓不只是在夢中
宮燈遇 一縷風
翰墨卻徘徊於夜空
流瀉 霜白花紅
把經世書卷都讀懂
負手描 一棵松
看丹陛玉階盡枯榮
眉宇 深鎖青峰
這月下獨酌的錦繡長安
總有人策馬再憑欄
胸中意氣斟過了酒滿
還可縱情於筆端
問疏影橫斜時幾多清淺
最怕有人不知闌珊
春來桃花換卻鬢上紗冠
莫問歧路或平川
青蓮從容開江湖中
謫仙馭兩袖風
抱琴將漣漪都撥動
弦外音更空濛
那江流天地的山野遼闊
總有人笑傲著經過
胸中意氣漫過了絲弦
才能縱情於長劍
那名士風流的詩書相酬
遺世獨立上高樓
而今飄搖輕歎宦海無遊
恰吟長歌送千秋
那風雨雕鏤的斑駁長安
刀光劍影海棠向晚
胸中意氣漫過了清霄
才敢回望這波瀾
高山流水幸得知者意會
最怕有人濁世假寐
春來桃花為君鬢上簪
相知莫問行路難
問我者 不知
知我者 不問

Knowing Each Other Without Asking

The jade towers are not just in dreams,
Palace lanterns meet a wisp of wind.
Calligraphy lingers in the night sky,
Spilling forth frosty white and flower red.
Having read and understood all the worldly scriptures,
With hands behind my back, I paint a lone pine tree.
Watching the rise and fall of jade steps and crimson courts,
My brows deeply lock onto the green peaks.
In this splendid Chang'an under the moon, drinking alone,
There are always people galloping on horseback, leaning on the railings.
My heart's ambition overflows with wine,
And I can still indulge my emotions at the tip of my brush.
Ask how shallow the sparse shadows are when they slant,
I fear most that someone doesn't know the fading night.
When spring comes, peach blossoms replace the gauze crown on my temples,
Don't ask about forked roads or flat plains.
The blue lotus blooms calmly in the rivers and lakes,
The banished immortal rides the wind with two sleeves.
Embracing the qin, I pluck all the ripples,
The sounds beyond the strings are even more ethereal.
In the vast mountains and wilds of the rivers and the sky,
There are always people passing by with laughter and pride.
My heart's ambition overflows the silk strings,
Only then can I indulge my emotions with the long sword.
That refined scholar's poetry and books exchange,
Standing alone on a high tower, aloof from the world.
Now, drifting and sighing, no leisure in the official sea,
Just chanting a long song to send off a thousand autumns.
That wind and rain carved mottled Chang'an,
The light of swords and shadows, begonias towards dusk.
My heart's ambition overflows the clear sky,
Only then dare I look back at these waves.
High mountains and flowing water, fortunately, those who know understand,
I fear most that someone pretends to sleep in a turbid world.
When spring comes, peach blossoms adorn your temples for you,
Those who know each other need not ask about the hardships of the journey.
Those who ask me, do not know,
Those who know me, do not ask.