Lyrics:
A farewell song with nothing to say.
Cold stars die, blue lights break lonely hearts (west wing of the moon)
When the peach blossoms first opened, I began to play the pipa.
A faint sadness surrounds the lingering fragrance.
But I am willing to pay 1000 dollars for my heart. Who knows the tears in the beauty song?
It is difficult to dance solo, but the sound of staying in spring is long.
Plain hand, green silk, Hosta, hidden flowers
Cold rain, sadness, candles, tears, a thousand lines (smoke locks heavy buildings)
The leaves of the buttonwood tree fell down and the curtains rolled up.
Zhuo Yu respects the sorrow of empty years.
Who will send love to the west and make dreams come true?
From then on, there was only the sound of pipa playing on the long night shadow railing.
The desert is lonely and cold, and the wind blows sand without trace.
The long camel bells in the yellow sand, the distant ancient road in generate (how can I look back)
Swords, songs, battlefields, laughter, bonfires, drums and howls.
How many soldiers hate how many heroes have become countless bones and broken east winds.
How many beauties have been worn out and how many pieces of acacia have been broken? Only the bloody ink was buried in tears.