A SONG OF THE PALACE

A SONG OF THE PALACE

Her tears are spent, but no dreams come.
She can hear the others singing through the night.
She has lost his love. Alone with her beauty,
She leans till dawn on her incense-pillow.

后宫词

泪湿罗巾梦不成， 夜深前殿按歌声。
红颜未老恩先断， 斜倚薰笼坐到明。