Flowers fall, water flows and spring disappears
All that remains is the east wind
Phoenix tree in peach blossom season
That's the love of the boudoir
Once youth is gone, it will never meet again
There is no trace in the world
Yan Fei and butterfly dance
The eyes are full of spring, the heart is crisp
(white) flowers fall and water flows away in spring
Only the intoxicating east wind is left
Beautiful as a rose, singing like a Nightingale
All with the merciless time elapse
Oh, where can I find my old dreams
Only full of heartache, infinite pain
Once youth is gone, it will never meet again
There is no trace in the world
No news, pomegranate red
But it was last night
But it was last night
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