Lyrics of Tan Weiwei's Jin Hui

It's like willow flowers in a dream

Your back is ashes

A piece of fragrant words sink into the pile of old paper

Looking back, life is like a dream, smile like home

Your heart is an island

In the ocean of time

Waiting for the tired drifter

Your body is a lonely boat

Crossing the turbulent times in the river of love and death

Longitude and latitude in troubled times

White haired peach blossom beauty

No one can chase the dust of the hidden fragrance

Your heart is an island

In the ocean of time

Waiting for the tired drifter

Your body is a lonely boat

Crossing the turbulent times in the river of love and death

Longitude and latitude in troubled times

The heart is as cold as a sword, and the night is as cool as water

Poetry becomes dust, beauty becomes dust

The heart is as cold as a sword, and the night is as cool as water

Poetry becomes dust, splendid becomes ashes, splendid becomes ashes

The willow flowers dream, the faint fragrance

Your figure has turned to dust