Mist in the Wind
By Wu Bai
A fine rain flies on the breath of wind,
Each night it whispers at my pane,
Murmuring of love's path, chagrin,
With jealousy's dark clouds and pain.
The moon weeps tears, chilled by the breeze,
Recalling promises we made with ease,
When you said by my side you'd be,
If only I'd return to thee.
But time has flown, and I've not turned back,
You've vanished to a place unknown,
Our vows were just love's sweet soundtrack,
Believed or not, my love was shown.
Love's often sweet, as honey flows,
With foolish acts that passion sows,
In the fervor of the moment's glow,
How swiftly does the heart bestow.
Oh, tiny rain, in wind's embrace,
Have you seen her, my heart's yearning face?
Please take my love to where she stands,
And tell her still, from distant lands,
I love her yet, with all my might,
Though we're apart, in love's long night.
Farewell, My Love
The horn of the ship at sea does sound,
My love for you still profound.
Today I must depart from here,
Unwilling to see your tears.
In days without me by your side,
Please take care, in you I'll confide.
In foreign lands, rough roads I'll tread,
But loneliness I will not dread,
For in my heart, there's always you,
A man's ambition, his dreams pursue.
To reunite when I succeed,
To that sweet moment, my heart does lead.
The final call of the ship's horn cries,
With heavy heart, our hands untie.
My dearest love, goodbye for now,
Holding your hand, to you I vow.
This poem tries to encapsulate the feelings of reluctance, love, and the gentle, lingering presence of affection described in the original lyrics.