春眠不覺曉
處處聞啼鳥
夜來風雨聲
花落知多少
I awake light-hearted this morning of spring,
Everywhere round me the singing of birds --
But now I remember the night, the storm,
And I wonder how many blossoms were broken.
春眠不覺曉
處處聞啼鳥
夜來風雨聲
花落知多少
I awake light-hearted this morning of spring,
Everywhere round me the singing of birds --
But now I remember the night, the storm,
And I wonder how many blossoms were broken.