A Drink Under the Moon
By Li Bai
A bottle of wine in the flowers,
I drank alone to pass the lonely hours.
Raising my glass I sent an invitation by whisper,
So the moon, the shadow and I counted as three altogether.
But the moon doesn't understand drinking's wonder,
The shadow only follows my finger.
Atlas! I'll temporarily use their comfort,
For you should enjoy the party before it's all over.
I sang and the moon above lingered,
I danced and my shadow broke, all shattered.
Wide awake we entertained each other,
Once drunk we were only lonely figures.
Oh! Only ruthless companies last forever,
And next time we gather,
We'll be between the clouds and waters.