Lyrics of Jiang Jiaju's your Chang'an

There was a little green moss on the slate

Can we have a rest

The second boy of the red chamber shop bent his knees to call who the master was

In those years, I wrote several love letters

The world is not peaceful, the beacon fire rises for three months

Sweet shadow with red sleeves

I am in your Chang'an city full of turmoil

I don't know the apricot leaves outside the pass

This December's snow is like a butterfly turning into willow leaves

Hiding in your Chang'an

The lament slowly rises and swallows, and the flourishing age is finally rebellious

You are innocent in the night street of Chang'an city

In those years, I wrote several love letters

The world is not peaceful, the beacon fire rises for three months

Sweet shadow with red sleeves

I am in your Chang'an city full of turmoil

I don't know the apricot leaves outside the pass

This December's snow is like a butterfly turning into willow leaves

Hiding in your Chang'an

The lament slowly rises and swallows, and the flourishing age is finally rebellious

You are innocent in the night street of Chang'an city

In your Chang'an, the city is full of turmoil

Apricot night outside the pass

Hiding in your Chang'an

The lament slowly rises and swallows, and the flourishing age is finally rebellious

You are innocent in the night street of Chang'an city