Lyrics of Sanbao's the poet's journey

Wandering poets have their own journey,

In the noisy lane, in the desolate Canyon,

In the corner away from the dust.

Vagrant poets have their own voice,

In the red dawn, the gentle dusk,

Never silent in front of the night.

The earth is as wide as a dream, and the stars fall on the sea,

Sailing in the rolling boundless grassland, who can berth?

The fingers are held by the evening wind, and the chest is touched by the running water,

On those roads, they may remember me, Liang Shanbo!

I've been waiting in silence, tramp,

Finally heard the name, Liang Shanbo!

I don't have to borrow wine to pretend to be crazy or to relieve my worries,

Young man, you are here at the right time!

I recognized you as a butterfly man, suddenly at this desolate intersection.

Butterfly people can always greet each other in the vast journey.

We are a kind of people, the devil meets the beast, the walking corpse meets the walking meat!

So you know, the end of the world?

Why did you go there?

Haven't you heard that there is a wedding there, which will free us from the curse of butterfly people?!

I have another curse in my heart, which has been hidden in this world for too long!

Don't mind my nonsense. I've drunk too much.

I mean love is like a sweet curse,

It will make your wandering heart lose its freedom,

But you can't get other people's brides, you can't!

If this love is a curse,

I'm willing to take it.

Let me show you the way to the end of the world.

Just walk into the intoxicated night, walk, walk, walk

You never know what's behind you!