A Comme Amour

A Comme Amour
By William He

How many cherish your moments of grace.
Baptized in sleek piano piece,
Sky surface mirrors the deep gulf of sea blue.
A bitter fascination through the fading forest hums,
The violet breathing scented music round.
With every note and syllable,
Through the Autumn's whispers,
It is warbling the sound the sighs of buried bloom.
The clouds appear like phantoms,
In the purple blood of dusk,
The sunset glow through sanguine waves,
The melody that is deep and liquid-slow.

Mellow-voiced seagulls grow more melancholy in their tones,
There is weird fancy in their echo,
Heart to the subaqueous stillness of the sea.
Through sheen and shade, through dusky dells,
Ultramarine music climbing a golden hill.
The island and reef mantled with red leaves and yellow foam,
The peninsula scattered with dead branches dipped in loam,
The green is growing yellow,
And the yellow turning sere,
The evening is enkindling with strings,
At the heartstrings unfurling suave wings.

霜叶飞 秋日私语
作者：何威廉

时光回返。
低音起，
清声云上延宛。
野花褪色九和弦，
渐乐符悠缅。
又抬指、
心湖软颤。
问君何故人遥缱。
树下影随身，
蝶魄绕、
祈阴雨少，
盼海波浅。

鸥鹭互动多时，
柔情盈眼，
浪花开合相勉。
翅低白雁忽飞翻，
八度阴晴短。
画上黛烟鸣奏远。
南山半出归潮缓。
对浅黄、
芭蕉叶，
风信吹弹，
绝弦琴键。