疾亲君而无他兮，有招祸之道也。
思君其莫我忠兮，忽忘身之贱贫。事君而不贰兮，迷不知宠之门。患何罪以遇罚兮，亦非余之所志也。
To selfless service I used to bend, Which as a result had become my bane. As the most devoted man next to none, I had no regard for personal fate. Whole-heartedly I had served the throne, Ignoring where to favor lies the gate. On punction for faith what can shed light? That’s an issue I can never make clear.
行不群以巅越兮，又众兆之所咍也。
纷逢尤以离谤兮，謇不可释也。
Why should my unconformity invite Setbacks, at which men around laugh and jeer? I find it hard to myself extricate In face of piles of frustrations and smears.
情沉抑而不达兮，又蔽而莫之白也。
心郁邑余侘傺兮，又莫察余之中情。
My pent-up emotion where can I state? Th' king misled, my words would fall on deaf ears. I am driven to despair and distress; Moreo'er, nobody understands my plight.
固烦言不可结而诒兮，愿陈志而无路。
退静默而莫余知兮，进号呼又莫吾闻。申侘傺之烦惑兮，中闷瞀之忳忳。昔余梦登天兮，魂中道而无杭。吾使厉神占之兮，曰有志极而无旁。终危独以离异兮，曰君可思而不可恃。
My ideas no characters can express; And what conveyance if in black and white? Be tacit, and I’ll not be understood; Appeal loud, and nobody’ll hear my thought. Gloom adding to the pain of perplex’d mood, In a dilemma I find myself caught. I had dreamt I was ascending the sky, And that in the course of climbing I stray'd. The god, ask'd to explain it, did reply: “You have lofty ideals and yet no aid.” “Does it isolation and exile bode?” “Kings are to be miss’d but not on reli’d,