An old love song

"Just because you turned around and looked at me, I began to yearn for you day and night."

In deep ancient times
The same stories happened
To the girl who played
On the Kon-ho musical instrument,
Was it also 16 years old?
Or maybe tonight
I am that very girl.

That same gentle, modest soul
Who has waited for thousands of years
Playing the musical instrument Kon-ho.
The same girl who cried
And wasted my time
When the nightingale sings around, flowers bloom.

However, don't laugh at my weakness
Even when tears ran down my cheeks.
After all, the same song was sung there
The girl of all ages.
After all, how many partings happened
Under the tree where the magnolia blossomed.
How many beautiful voices
Who sang old love songs
On this warm night of spring

Xi Mujong translation by Li Zuo