Maple leaves are red
We tour Xiang Shan Mountain
Passing the flaming woods
And two maple leaves
We reach autumn
We sit back to back
at the Xiang Shan Pavilion
Two hearts are intoxicated
by the autumn scene
Winds are calm
Birds have landed
to enjoy the autumn of love
Blue, blue sky
Red, red maple
are the colors we use
to paint the autumn
- by Rose Lu
Tr. Mengwen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so well composed Canada's flag has maples