I'm holding an umbrella, and walking to the end, the city streets you, quietly, quietly, in the Ji Qiu.
2
撑着油纸伞,独自彷徨在悠长,悠长又寂寥的雨巷,我希望飘过一个丁香一样地结着愁怨的姑娘。
Unfolding his umbrella, along The lonesome rain-lane long, long, I wandered on, feeling down. I longed to see a lilac girl Gently on her go With her resentful sorrow.
Dai Wangshu Alone holding an oil-paper umbrella, I wander along a long Solitary lane in the rain, Hoping to encounter A girl like a bouquet of lilacs Gnawed by anxiety and resentment.