歌词翻译 (English)
Moonlight
The color of moonlight, the fragrance of a woman
Dripping tears breaking the sword, how deep is the love
What magnitude of pain, can’t formulate into words in mind
Even forgetting about you
A lonesome soul, drifting in the wind
Whose mind does it cross, those that are love-crazed
The field of strife of this life
Out of thousand armies, who shall emerge as the king?
To pass the great trial of love, who dares to charge forth?
Gazing up at the bright moon, cold sadness grips the heart
A vendetta of thousand years, merely a swing of the pendulum
Now close your eyes, and tell me who’s the most flamboyant dancer on this stage of heroes?
In this capricious and cruel world
Those who dare to love are destined to get wound-riddened
The color of moonlight, the fragrance of a woman
Dripping tears breaking the sword, how deep is the love
What magnitude of pain, can’t formulate into words in mind
Even forgetting about you
A lonesome soul, drifting in the wind
Whose mind does it cross, those that are love-crazed
The field of strife of this life
Out of thousand armies, who shall emerge as the king?
To pass the great trial of love, who dares to charge forth?
Gazing up at the bright moon, cold sadness grips the heart
A vendetta of thousand years, merely a swing of the pendulum
Now close your eyes, and tell me who’s the most flamboyant dancer on this stage of heroes?
To pass the great trial of love, who dares to charge forth?
Gazing up at the bright moon, cold sadness grips the heart
A vendetta of thousand years, merely a swing of the pendulum
Now close your eyes, and tell me who’s the most flamboyant dancer on this stage of heroes?
In this capricious and cruel world
Those who dare to love are destined to get wound-riddened