Song of Autumn

［唐］劉禹錫

許淵沖（譯）

Since olden days we feel in autumn sad and drear,

But I say spring cannot compete with autumn clear.

On a fine day a crane cleaves the clouds and soars high;

It leads the poet's lofty mind to azure sky.

自古逢秋悲寂寥，

我言秋日勝春朝。

晴空一鶴排云上，

便引詩情到碧霄。