To the tune “The Fall of a Little Wild Goose”
by Huang O
Once upon a time I was
Beautiful and seductive,
Wavering to and fro in
Our orchid-scented bedroom.
You and I together tangled
In our incense-filled gauze
Bed curtains. I trembled,
Held in your hands. You carried
Me in your heart wherever
You went. Suddenly
A bullet struck down the female
Mandarin duck. The music
Of the jade zither was forgotten.
The phoenixes were driven apart.
I sit alone in a room
Filled with Spring, and you are off,
Making love with someone else,
Happy as two fish in the water.
That insufferable little bitch
With her coy tricks!
She’d better not forget —
This old witch can still
Make a furious scene!
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