如梦令 李清照

昨夜雨疏风骤,
浓睡不消残酒.
试问卷帘人,
却道海棠依旧.
知否?知否?
应是绿肥红瘦.

Tune: Like a Dream

Last night the wind was strong and rain was fine,
Sound sleep did not dispel the taste of wine.
I ask the maid who’s rolling up the screen.
“The same crab-apple tree,” she says, “ is seen.”
“Don’t you know,
Don’t you know
The red should languish and the green must grow?”