Lyrics of Wenzhi

Thousands of years in the world

Who's going to win the battle with golden drum and yellow sand fire dance

Who vows to be free in the world

The misty rain in the small building listening to the whispers of pipa

It's nothingness to be in a trance and intoxicated by the red candle wind

A dream of a thousand years of knowledge of Qin emperor and Han Wu

He asked where the restaurant was

How difficult is it to become a Buddha

You say the hero road is the end of the day

Why do you always think about it

When the sun sets, dust will be buried

The stars and the moon are hard to get rid of

Jinge battle drum with yellow sand Fire Dance

Wine boiling and Piano caressing the mountains and rivers

Misty rain in a small building listening to the whispers of pipa

It's nothingness to be in a trance and intoxicated by the red candle wind

A dream of a thousand years of knowledge of Qin emperor and Han Wu

He asked where the restaurant was

How difficult is it to become a Buddha

You say the hero road is the end of the day

Why do you always think about it

When the sun sets, dust will be buried

The stars and the moon are hard to get rid of

Pay for ambition while the white head sighs

I know the road of heroes is full of thorns

At sunset

So the dream buried in the dust has no shame at first

Can someone come back with me hand in hand

Would you like to go home with me hand in hand