Rapide, ma barque file.
Je contemple le fleuve.
Des nuages errent dans le ciel.
L'eau est aussi de la nuit claire.
Quand un nuage glisse sur la lune,
je le vois glisser sur le fleuve
et il me semble que je vogue en plein ciel.
Je pense à ma bien-aimée,
qui se mire ainsi dans mon cœur.
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• H. Badings
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Confirmed with Franz Toussaint, La flûte de jade : poésies chinoises, Paris: H. Piazza, 1920, pages 129-130.
Text Authorship:
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- a text in Chinese (中文) by Chang-Wou-Kien (1879 - 1931) [text unavailable]
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Word count: 58
Swiftly, my boat sails along.
I contemplate the river.
Clouds are roaming in the sky.
The water like the night glistens.
When a cloud glides across the moon,
I see it gliding across the river
and I seem to be sailing in midair.
I think about my beloved,
who is likewise mirrored in my heart.
Available sung text translations: ← What is this?
• H. Badings