闭门结茧锁情缘,
风送琴音偏撩拨,
满室春光按不住,
意随心动出墙来。
打油打油。
第三首:
Over the Roofs
I said, “I have shut my heart
As one shuts an open door,
That Love may starve therein
And trouble me no more.”
But over the roofs there came
The wet new wind of May,
And a tune blew up from the curb
Where the street-pianos play.
My room was white with the sun
And Love cried out in me,
“I am strong, I will break your heart
Unless you set me free.”