歌词翻译 (English)
Cross the River
I've traveled through scorched forests,
Crossed mountains and rivers, and years have slowly passed by.
A plucked flower folded above my heart at an inn with nightly rain,
Is the most suitable for nostalgia.
Ah, my dream is filled with a city of a hazy light,
Quiet yet crowded, old friends come back once again.
It's a pity their empty cups sit in the moonlight,
As they wander about the vast Springs and Autumns.
Those who are loved leave this world the most quickly.
The young, carefree breeze of fans blow into frost-like hair,
Fortunately, someone travels through cold and heat,
To never forget.
If we can't grow old together in this realm between the water and clouds,
And see long swords become enveloped in snow, like us standing side by side.
Like a lantern shining ahead of us, wading into the deep rivers and dark nights,
The old times will never fade.
The moon is the river's romantic eye.
I lift a cup alone, the curtains of the willow tree open,
Paying respects to this life and outside in the spring breeze,
The flowers have not withered.
Ah, it's been years since the beginnings of our adventures.
Candles around this room become extinguished.
While drunk or dreaming, I've suddenly forgotten what to say,
At the bank of the willow tree.
Those who are loved leave this world the most quickly.
The young, carefree breeze of fans blows into frost-like hair.
Fortunately, someone travels through cold and heat,
To never forget.
If we can't grow old together in this realm between the water and clouds,
And see long swords become enveloped in snow, like us standing side by side.
Like endless fireworks, lighting up the deep rivers and dark nights,
The old times will never fade.