Lyrics of Ling Zhixuan's seven show sword cuts the vicissitudes

The sword cuts the vicissitudes of life

In the old days, the boudoir made up for the mirror

She is skillful with yellow decals

Plain clothes stained with rouge

Full of light account

Now, I'm going to cut the light with my sword

How many losers

She has two swords in her life

Don't ask about time

Come out of the world and taste the coldness of the world

And with a sharp blade in his hand, he talks about the impermanence of the world

The world only looks at the rainbow clothes, but does not know the sword dance cuts through the vicissitudes

Show the edge

I am famous in the world

Who ever remembered a touch of heroism

Drink wine with you

That is not inferior to the man's stubbornness

All over the world

Half pair of bronze mirrors, half leaning against the carved window

New make-up

The sound of laughter startled the beauty

But I'm in a dream

Come out of the world and taste the coldness of the world

And with a sharp blade in his hand, he talks about the impermanence of the world

The world only looks at the rainbow clothes, but does not know the sword dance cuts through the vicissitudes

Show the edge

I am famous in the world