Splendid colors adorn Xian Le, a prosperous story told through the ages
A young man dressed in white descends like a bird from the skies
The petals swirl in the wind; a beautiful face revealed, bright as a lone star
Traditions swept aside; a flash, brief as a reflection on the surface of the water
Hidden in the depths of the night, countless watchful eyes glow green.
Silver butterflies flutter like an endless starry sky
At that moment, a voice, a shadow is chased through overgrown mountain paths.
The crystal clear moonlight illuminates you
Walking alone on a treacherous path
Blossoming trees and billowing clouds of fortune; Blades collide on Yi Nian Bridge
A flower gently held, turned towards the heavenly court; lightning, thunder roar
Yet the white steed moves swiftly through the cracks. Time flows, everything changes
Salvation for the common people. A flower, a sword, a wish for blessings upon the world remain
Rumors say that not even Tai Cang Mountain can save the long lasting country.
Broken walls come crashing down; relentless winds sweep a city in ruins
Gone is past greatness, replaced by sick faces and war wounds.
Yet wrapped in threads of mystery, one with no name shines true
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Atop Yi Nian Bridge, dark clouds cast a shadow over the blossoming trees. The rains cleans the white flowers
Time flows, a patchy illusion, chasing paradise
Storms recede, revealing clear skies above
Powerless against a flower, a sword, a person's bamboo hat in the rain
I long for those blossoming trees, I long for you; looking into the distance waiting for a word
Let the world laugh at me. Up in the mountains, I keep my prayers alive
We don't talk about where we'd go, remembering the beautiful sights that once were
Once the fiery tribulations are over, I will simply accompany you, a flower, a sword in hand.
We'll walk this earth, wishing only that our matching silhouettes never part