Lyrics of Su Jin Han Yin by Fu Su Shan Nai

A single boat

It's just a lonely grave built by myself

Why be serious

Knock on the door of wanzhang cliff

To be a poet all one's life

Pity the shadow in the blind window

What do you think of being bound by golden yoke

The mountain is high and deep

Please greet me in the morning

Take an hour with God

Don't swallow a word with a bird

My withered body

Wide sleeves and sideburns

Plain brocade mottled us

Where you can reach your eyes

The shackles are too heavy

Kiss the blade

It is said that good medicine is the most painful chronic disease

Surging

If I'm upset, you can surround me

Talking about a woman at the bridge

When will the ten fingers meet again

Do I come back from the dead

With a dream

The sound of nature for recreation

Which is more important, story or wine

I'm choked by time

I can't finish my life

Who's just boating

The rusty door rings are heavy

Laugh at absurdity, fool and loyalty, full of ridicule

Blurred his face

The sound of waves knocking at the door

Forehead pattern and golden coffin

The bird carried me away

Borrow time from God

Say a good night

Too sarcastic to the ci writer

It's moving

Self built earth for grave

A single boat

It's just a lonely grave built by myself

Why be serious

Knock on the door of wanzhang cliff

To be a poet all one's life

Pity the shadow in the blind window

What do you think of being bound by golden yoke

The mountain is high and deep