歌词翻译 (English)
Questioning the Heavens
Question the sword, the knife, erasing favours and grievances
Fearing that old resentments and new grudges would add to the turmoil
Question the schemes, the methods, competing for ranks
Life’s ups and downs are difficult to anticipate
Question the path, the journey, in remote lands
Where’s the one who knows my heart’s music? Alone and desolate
Question the rain, the fine weather, the worries in your heart
Entrust them to the bright moon, every night and day
Question the flowers, the leaves, coloured just right
Life’s pleasures are bitterly short, how long can they last?
Question the autumn, the winter, the desolate snowstorm
Rosy clouds scatter easily, it’s difficult to endure the passing of the years
Flowers bloom early, the heavens know all; the heavens don’t laugh and have aged
The jianghu is small, the world is vast; the people are gone, my memories too
Flowers wither, the heavens know all; the heavens don’t mourn and have aged
The heros are exhausted, time is limited; the jianghu is small, the world is vast; the people are gone, my memories too
Question the immortals, the way, who gets to remain carefree?
Young disciples, aged by the jianghu
Question the world, the heavens, a life full of pride
An insignificant, laughable one who cannot forget
Question the flowers, the leaves, coloured just right
Life’s pleasures are bitterly short, how long can they last?
Question the autumn, the winter, the desolate snowstorm
Rosy clouds scatter easily, it’s difficult to endure the passing of the years
Flowers bloom early, the heavens know all; the heavens don’t laugh and have aged
The jianghu is small, the world is vast; the people are gone, my memories too
Flowers wither, the heavens know all; the heavens don’t mourn and have aged
The heros are exhausted, time is limited; the jianghu is small, the world is vast; the people are gone, my memories too
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