Lyrics of Chen Haodong's Yanbo Ling

The alleys are deep in the city wall

How many layers of old trees are blooming

Who doesn't say a word and plays a guzheng

The fingers are getting cold

The sound of the zither dripping under the green tiles

I can't wait for one

Fate in troubled times

No trace like water

Who is broken by the smoke

Tears of beauty

I'd rather drop the sword just to kiss your lips

Warm as tea

Even in this lifetime, there will be a lot of blood

Who is broken by the smoke

Tears of beauty

Gratitude and resentment turn to a thousand years, but a grain of dust

Decadent turn to understand love and hate

Ups and downs of history

Keep the wine warm at the foot of the green hill

Looking back, how many people are left

How can this one taste mellow

Are you willing to hide in an ancient town

From then on, I never asked anything

With the sound of a flute

Drunk at night

Who is broken by the smoke

Tears of beauty

I'd rather kiss my sword on your lips

Warm as tea

Even in this lifetime, there will be a lot of blood

Who is broken by the smoke

Tears of beauty

Gratitude and resentment turn to a thousand years, but a grain of dust

Decadent turn to understand love and hate

Ups and downs of history

Who is broken by the smoke

Tears of beauty

Gratitude and resentment turn to a thousand years, but a grain of dust

Decadent turn to understand love and hate

Ups and downs of history

Decadent turn to understand love and hate

Ups and downs of history