Who planted the bajiao tree under my windows?
Its shade fills the courtyard;
Its shade fills the courtyard....
Leaf to leaf, heart to heart,
folding and unfolding,
It expresses boundless affection.
Sad and broken-hearted, lying awake on my pillow,
Late into the night
I hear the sound of rain.
It drips and splashes, cool and melancholy;
It drips and splashes, cool and melancholy....
Lonely for my beloved, grief-stricken,
I cannot endure the mournful sound
* Ba jiao [pa chiao] belongs to the musa family, grown for
the ornament of their large striking foliage.
tr.by Lucy Chow Ho