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Classical Chinese-style Ballad · AI music creation

Lying Drunk Among the Flowers

Ku Wuji · AI Music · 9 reads

Inspired by Fang Gan’s “A Spring Day.” Spring comes and goes as though on schedule; as the sun rises high, sleep deepens at the time of its return. Fine rain urges reed shoots to grow, while the east wind dyes the willow strands. Thick fog must already have swallowed the sea’s colors, and light frost still cuts at flowering branches. At this moment a rustic wanderer grows drunk on blossoms, and, lying drunk among them, surely knows nothing of it. Spring arrives as promised: drizzle quickens the shoots and the east wind colors the willows. Despite thick fog and light frost, the wanderer lies drunk among the flowers, utterly unaware. Male and female voices sing the same lyrics.

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虽将细雨催芦笋,却用东风染柳丝 — Fine rain urges reed shoots upward, while the east wind dyes the willow strands

重雾已应吞海色,轻霜犹自咬花枝 — Dense fog must already have swallowed the sea's colors, while light frost still bites the flowering branches

Poem behind the song Fang Gan ·《A Spring Day》
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Lyrics

[Intro]

[Verse 1]

Spring is like an old friend

The day it arrived last year, it keeps exactly this year

No one needs to hurry it along

The branches remember the date on their own

It knocks gently at the door

All the flowers across the mountain arrive together

[Pre-Chorus]

The sun has climbed high

Sleepiness arrives for its appointment right on time too, making itself at home

[Chorus]

虽将细雨催芦笋,却用东风染柳丝 — Fine rain urges reed shoots upward, while the east wind dyes the willow strands

重雾已应吞海色,轻霜犹自咬花枝 — Dense fog must already have swallowed the sea's colors, while light frost still bites the flowering branches

此时野客因花醉 (At this moment, the rustic wanderer is drunk on blossoms)

醉卧花间应不知 — Lying drunk among the flowers, I surely would not know

Who cares whether thick fog or light frost presses close

I lie among the flowers, unaware what night this is

[Verse 2]

How lavishly spring wields its brush

One rain, and bamboo tips crowd upward

After a night of east wind

The willow branches turn fresh green overnight

It goes about its work without haste

Dyeing everything, to suit its own desires

[Pre-Chorus]

The heavy fog wants to swallow all the sea's colors

A light frost still secretly bites the flowering branches

[Chorus]

虽将细雨催芦笋,却用东风染柳丝 — Fine rain urges reed shoots upward, while the east wind dyes the willow strands

重雾已应吞海色,轻霜犹自咬花枝 — Dense fog must already have swallowed the sea's colors, while light frost still bites the flowering branches

此时野客因花醉 (At this moment, the rustic wanderer is drunk on blossoms)

醉卧花间应不知 — Lying drunk among the flowers, I surely would not know

Who cares whether thick fog or light frost presses close

I lie among the flowers, unaware what night this is

[Instrumental]

[Verse 3]

I brought a flask of wine up the mountain

I had only meant to face the flowers, have one cup and be done

Who knew the scent of flowers could be more overpowering than wine?

Breathing in the scent, my footsteps lose their order

I might as well set the wine jug down

And drink with the flowers all over the slope, until the sun leans west

[Bridge]

If the mist wants to swallow the sea's colors, let it

The sea will not quarrel with it over high and low anyway

If frost wants to bite the flowering branches, let it

Though bitten and torn, the flowers still bloom with abandon

I lie among the flowers

Heaven and earth sway like a soft chair

Petals fall all over me

Think of it as a blanket spring has laid down

[Verse 4]

When I woke, it was already late in the day

The wine flask is empty, the flowers’ shadows have shifted

I ask what night this is

Even the mountain birds laugh at my foolishness

I have made a promise with spring

This time next year, I will return here

[Final Chorus]

虽将细雨催芦笋,却用东风染柳丝 — Fine rain urges reed shoots upward, while the east wind dyes the willow strands

重雾已应吞海色,轻霜犹自咬花枝 — Dense fog must already have swallowed the sea's colors, while light frost still bites the flowering branches

此时野客因花醉 (At this moment, the rustic wanderer is drunk on blossoms)

醉卧花间应不知 — Lying drunk among the flowers, I surely would not know

Who cares whether thick fog or light frost presses close

I lie among the flowers, unaware what night this is

[Outro]

Spring leaves and returns in its season

Sober or drunk,I never miss the flowers' season

Classical poetic imagery and original lyrics · AI music creation

The lyrics below are translated. The recording remains the original performance; no new audio has been generated.

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