花近高楼伤客心,万方多难此登临。
锦江春色来天地,玉垒浮云变古今。
北极朝廷终不改,西山寇盗莫相侵。
可怜后主还祠庙,日暮聊为梁甫吟。
Flowers, as high as my window, hurt the heart of a wanderer
For I see, from this high vantage, sadness everywhere.
The Silken River, bright with spring, floats between earth and heaven
Like a line of cloud by the Jade Peak, between ancient days and now.
...Though the State is established for a while as firm as the North Star
And bandits dare not venture from the western hills,
Yet sorry in the twilight for the woes of a longvanished Emperor,
I am singing the song his Premier sang when still unestranged from the mountain.
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