清明时节雨纷纷，路上行人欲断魂。
借问酒家何处有？牧童遥指杏花村。
Pure, bright, this early April, it drizzles by;
Heart-broken, yet bravin’ the rain the guy.
Ah... where could I find a travern, a room?
Cowherd: that hamlet of apricots in bloom.