Lyrics of heart medicine by Zhang Delan

Through the years to refine the wind and frost

And the heart medicine will comfort the heart

Five flavors in a hundred herbs

If you have backbone, you will be safe

See true chapter in cold and heat

Burning the past like a bunch of incense

But with the torch shining in my direction

Make use of heaven's will

To relieve distress with compassion

Cut the intestines with the liver and gallbladder

Where can we prescribe medicine for the syndrome

Who wants to think impermanence is normal

Find a good prescription and medicine in your heart

Self love always heals the wound

Taste the world like arsenic

I'm not born with confidence

Born in bitterness

He didn't die in the disaster

Can't take away my kindness

Burning the past like a bunch of incense

But with the torch shining in my direction

Make use of heaven's will

To relieve distress with compassion

Cut the intestines with the liver and gallbladder

Where can we prescribe medicine for the syndrome

Who wants to think impermanence is normal

Find a good prescription and medicine in your heart

Self love always heals the wound

Taste the world like arsenic

I'm not born with confidence

Born in bitterness

He didn't die in the disaster

Don't take away my goodness