春三月，

花满枝，

秋千惹绿杨丝。

才蹴罢，

舒玉指，

摸腰儿，

谁拾得鲛绡帕儿？



Lunar March

To the Tune of Leaves of Phoenix Tree

Tang Shi

The third lunar month is the month of spring smiling,

Flowers in blossom, a swing under the willows sends her flying.

With her feet dangling, she extended her jade fingers fumbling.

Nowhere to find her silk handkerchief that is missing.