Moon over the houses of Han, over the site of Ch'in.

It flows as water—its brightness shone on Ming Fei, the "Bright Concubine,"

Who took the road to the Jade Pass.

She went to the edge of Heaven, but she did not return;

She gave up the moon of Han, she departed from the Eastern Sea.

The "Bright Concubine" married in the West, and the day of her returning never came.

For her beautiful painted face, there was the long, cold snow instead of flowers.

She, with eyebrows like the antennÆ of moths, pined and withered.

Her grave is in the sand of the Barbarians' country.

Because, when alive, she did not pay out yellow gold,

The portrait painted of her was distorted.

Now she is dead no one can prevent the bright green grass from spreading over her grave,

And men weep because of it.