张鸣善《普天乐 愁怀》

普天乐
 愁怀

张鸣善

雨儿飘，

风儿扬。

风吹回好梦，

雨滴损柔肠。

风萧萧梧叶中，

雨点点芭蕉上。

风雨相留添悲怆，

雨和风卷起凄凉。

风雨儿怎当？

风雨儿定当，

风雨儿难当[1]！




注释：

[1]风雨儿怎当？风雨儿定当，风雨儿难当：风雨交加，我怎么过啊？但是不论我怎么样，风雨还是依旧。风雨交加，真是难熬啊！

Tune: Universal Joy
 Grief at Heart

Zhang Mingshan

Wind roars;

Rain pours.

Wind tears my dream apart;

Rain breaks my tender heart.

Wind soughs in gales among plane trees;

Rain falls drop on drop on banana leaves.

Wind accompanied with rain grieves;

Rain saddens, rolled up by dreary breeze.

How can I bear wind and rain?

Whatever I do, they remain.

I'd bear them now and again.

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