歌词翻译 (English)
Incense & Fleeting Years
The lights are dim and the music from the bamboo flute can't be heard.
Recalling the past childhood friends and lovers.
It's hard to chase after the old days and memories.
Defeat hypocrisy with a heart of gold.
Too many tears in both hands to separate them.
Let us look at each other with clear eyes.
Maybe love doesn't happen as you wish in life.
Morning wind doesn't cure a hangover.
Whose tears have dyed the stamen red?
Feeling sad with the head down hearing the sounds of windy rain.
Unwilling to bloom alone again(be alone again).
The future awaits.
Day after day.
Who doesn't sleep in the middle of night?
Sitting by the window,feeling the autumn wind blowing through the palace curtain.
Persistently thinking of past relationships.
Recalling the past is like a dream vashing in the air.
Too many tears in both hands to separate them.
Let us look at each other with clear eyes.
Maybe love doesn't happen as you wish in life.
Moring wind doesn't cure a hangover.
Whose tears have dyed the stamen red?
Feeling sad with head down hearing the sounds of windy rain.
Unwilling to bloom alone again(be alone again).
The future awaits.
Day after day.
Who doesn't sleep in the middle of night?
Sitting by the windows,feeling the autumn wind blowing through the palace curtain.
Persistently thinking of past relationships.
Always find myself looking back at memories.