我打江南走过

I passed through the South of Yangzi

那等在季节里的容颜如莲花的开落

The face waiting at the turn of seasons, likea lotus flower, blooms and wilts

东风不来，三月的柳絮不飞

Without the east wind, the willow catkins inMarch do not flutter

你底心如小小的寂寞的城

Your heart is like the lonesome little town

恰若青石的街道向晚

Like its streets of cobblestones nearnightfall

跫音不响，三月的春帷不揭

When footfalls are silent and the bed curtainsof March not unveiled

你底心是小小的窗扉紧掩

Your heart is a little window tightly shut

我达达的马蹄是美丽的错误

My clattering hooves are beautiful mistakes

我不是归人，是个过客……

I am not a homecoming man but a passing traveler…

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