the bamboo adobe

竹    里    館
zhu li guan

獨    坐    幽    篁    裡
du zuo you huang li
彈    琴    復    長    嘯
tan(dan) qin fu chang xiao
深    林    人    不    知
shen lin ren bu zhi
明    月    來    相    照
ming yue lai xiang zhao

王    維
Wang Wei

i sit along in the dark bamboo grove,
playing the zither and whistling long.
in this deep wood no one would know -
only the bright moon comes to shine.

translation taken from Poetry Connection (http://www.poetryconnection.net/poets/Wang_Wei/18435)