Shā Xià [Tè Yāo] (沙夏【特邀】) - Cháng Gē Qiān Xíng (长歌千行; Thousand Lines Ballad) | Текст песни

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• Shā Xià [Tè Yāo] (沙夏【特邀】)
• Cháng Gē Qiān Xíng (长歌千行; Thousand Lines Ballad)

Xiāoyān yǐ diéqǐ kuáng shā réng wèi xī
Gun smoke repeatedly rises; the whirling sand is still stirring.

Mǎtí shēng nán píng tiānxià shuí dìng
The sound of horse hooves have not silenced; who will rule the land?

Jiān pī shàng jīngjí xuè rǎn hóng tiāndì
Thorns drape over shoulders; blood stains the fields red.

Tiānxià réng wèi níng yī zhāo wéi mìng
The land is not yet at peace; such is the life.

Xuè yǔ lèi bùguò zhāoxì
Blood and tears, from morning ‘til night;

Cuò yǔ duì wúduān shìfēi
Wrong and right, never ending strife.

Qīngchá tuī què huàn liè jiǔ yībēi
So push off the tea and trade it for a cup of wine.

Yǔ wǒ gòng qín gāogē yī qū wèi tíng
Play the zither and sing an unending song together with me,

Fēngyún yǒng qǐ máizàng zài líbié zhī xíng
Turmoil arises, buried at the farewell journey.

Xiào tàn cǐshēng shuí néng yǔ wǒ qīngtīng
Laugh and sigh at whether there will be anyone in this life who will listen with me.

Bīng mǎ qiān qí shǐshū què nán liú qí míng
Thousands of soldiers, yet history does not remember their names.

Zhǎng jiàn xiàng tiānjì jīngqí qīngyáng qǐ
The long sword is pointed to the horizon as the banners flutter.

Huā yǔgòng piāolíng yúnsàn fēng qīng
Flowers fall; clouds scatter; wind overflows.

Fánxīng gòng sìjì rì yuè qiě xiāng suí
The stars and the sun and moon of four seasons go hand in hand.

Tà yuè bàn gē xíng děngdài tiānmíng
Tread on the moonlight with a song, waiting for the dawn.

Xuè yǔ lèi bùguò zhāoxì
Blood and tears, from morning ‘til night;

Cuò yǔ duì wúduān shìfēi
Wrong and right, never ending strife.

Mò tànxí jīnguó bù ràng xūméi
Do not sigh; women won’t yield to men.

Rénshì wèi xiē wǒ qiě wǔ xiù rèn píng
The world does not rest, so I put down my dancing sleeves and just let it be.

Hóngchén jìliáo kàn juànle duōshǎo chīqíng
The mortal world is desolate, wearily observes countless passions.

Dàn yuàn cǐshēng yī zuì fāng xiū bù xǐng
Only wishing that in this life we can get drunk and never wake up.

Qù liú wúyì yuèguāng xià wǔ jiàn cán yǐng
Having no intention of staying or going, dance with a sword under the moonlight while leaving blurry shadows.

Yǔ wǒ gòng qín gāogē yī qū wèi tíng
Play the zither and sing an unending song together with me,

Fēngyún yǒng qǐ máizàng zài líbié zhī xíng
Turmoil arises, buried at the farewell journey.

Xiào tàn cǐshēng shuí néng yǔ wǒ qīngtīng
Laugh and sigh at whether there will be anyone in this life who will listen with me.

Bīng mǎ qiān qí shǐshū què nán liú qí míng
Thousands of soldiers, yet history does not remember their names.