Lyrics of "Shuo Meng" by Zi mi

After a long time in the fog, I only asked you how many places you were in

High buildings, low mountains, rivers and lakes

The past is empty, some come and go whirling, the universe goes back and forth

Playing chess on the couch

The dreamer is awake, so is the dreamer

When I feel panic, samadhi only asks you what heaven and earth you see

Why not play in the world when the youth never wanders

The coming of age and white hair

Today's face is not my good night can show old feelings

This is true of dreamers and dreamers

A pillow of dense vegetation only asks you which Islander you are

Penglai has no wrong road, only waiting for the spring breeze to pillow the poem

The final solution of Nanke's unfulfilled intention

No one wants to build a tall building at night

The dreamer is sober, the reader is infatuated

The dreamer sighs, the reader is superfluous

The peach blossom of the nineties and the boat of the autumn

Stories out of dreams wine in dreams

A few words on the side of the road