歌词翻译 (English)
Lady of the North
In the snow where I was born,
I stretch out my hands to you.
I began to change,
like shy plum blossoms
opening up again.
In your glistening peaks,
I lost my frost,
and burned until I am
a graceful swan.
My feathers made you gave up
your most prized good--a cup of yellow tea.
The boundless valleys embraced me,
but your dark humor
clouded my nights.
You said that the beginning spring was just a fantasy,
and I should become a lonely wolf,
always accompanied by the pine trees and the Milky Way.
The mountain flowers froze
when they struggle to
conquer the peaks
and commune with the sun.
And I will set out,
beaten and blue,
facing your
indifferent glory.