桂魄初生秋露微,轻罗已薄未更衣。
银筝夜久殷勤弄,心怯空房不忍归。
Under the crescent moon a light autumn dew
Has chilled the robe she will not change --
And she touches a silver lute all night,
Afraid to go back to her empty room.
Folk-song-styled-verse
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