Pure Solitude Is No Ordinary Thing

[Intro]

[Verse 1]

Nights in the mountains are especially quiet

So quiet you can hear the snow fall

At dawn I rise and drape on my clothes

The door hinge creaks, startling the eaves

Outside the door, the whiteness dazzles

The whole mountain is covered in a white blanket

[Pre-Chorus]

The snow has stopped and the sky has cleared

The clouds lie thin along the horizon

[Chorus]

I open the door at dawn, and snow fills the mountains

雪晴云淡日光寒 (The snow has cleared, clouds are pale, and the sunlight is cold)

The snow beneath the eaves, is frozen too hard to shed a single drop

Even the plum blossoms are frozen among the branches

This purity and solitude are no small thing

No ordinary, trifling thing

[Verse 2]

The sun has plainly come out

Yet shining on the snow, it brings no warmth

That light is bright and cold

As though the whole world had been wiped clean

Take a few steps through the snow

The crunch, crunch sounds so fresh

[Pre-Chorus]

Lift your head and look at the eaves

Icicles hang one by one, solemn and stately

[Chorus]

I open the door at dawn, and snow fills the mountains

雪晴云淡日光寒 (The snow has cleared, clouds are pale, and the sunlight is cold)

The snow beneath the eaves, is frozen too hard to shed a single drop

Even the plum blossoms are frozen among the branches

This purity and solitude are no small thing

No ordinary, trifling thing

[Instrumental]

[Verse 3]

That plum tree in the corner by the wall

The frozen buds clench their little fists

Wanting to bloom but not yet open

It holds tight, waiting for a sunny day

Everyone asks it why it bothers

Choosing, of all times, the coldest stretch of the year

[Bridge]

Some say this is too bitter

So bitter it makes the heart ache a little

Yet within the chill there is a kind of

A lone courage that refuses to settle

Bustle and revelry are other people's affairs

It speaks only with the glow of snow

By the time the icicles begin to drip

Every blossom it opens counts as early

[Verse 4]

I stood beneath the eaves for a long time

Cloud after cloud of white breath

Suddenly I no longer want to go inside

Keeping it company, sharing its pure solitude

One day in the mountains after snow

Is worth so many years in the world of dust

[Final Chorus]

I open the door at dawn, and snow fills the mountains

雪晴云淡日光寒 (The snow has cleared, clouds are pale, and the sunlight is cold)

The snow beneath the eaves, is frozen too hard to shed a single drop

Even the plum blossoms are frozen among the branches

This purity and solitude are no small thing

No ordinary, trifling thing

[Outro]

The sun has climbed a little higher

At last the first string of drops falls from the eaves