get out of my country

沈园
城上斜阳画角哀，
沈园非复旧池台。
伤心桥下春波绿，
曾是惊鸿照影来。

梦断香消四十年，
沈园柳老不吹棉。
此生行作稽山土，
犹吊遗踪一泫然。

Shen Garden

Saddening is the sound of horns on the city wall at sunset;
In Shen Garden the ponds and terraces are no longer the same.
Most heartbreaking are the green waters underneath the bridge;
Therein I saw her graceful figure once reflected.

Forty years have passed since the dream ended and all fragrance faded away;
In Shen Garden the willow trees are too old to bear flowers.
Though I shall soon be part of the soil of Mount Ji,
I cannot hold back my tears on seeing this place.