Rendition 1 · Male vocal
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Classical Chinese-style Ballad · AI music creation
Ku Wuji · AI Music · 1 read
Drawn from Sadula's “To the Tune of Nian Nu Jiao: Ascending Stone City, Following Dongpo's Rhymes.” Atop Stone City, the sky hangs low over Wu and Chu, and the gaze finds nothing to hold; surveying the strategic terrain of the Six Dynasties, only the green mountains remain like walls. Banners blot out the sun, masts and oars reach the clouds, white bones lie scattered like snow; north and south of one river, how many heroes have been worn away. Lonely detached palaces, the east wind along imperial carriage roads, fragrant grasses growing year after year; at sunset, ghost fires flicker along pine paths, while song, dance, and wine quietly turn black hair gray. Sorrow through the ages, a broad expanse of moonlight over the Qinhuai. Male and female voices sing the same lyrics.
Banners that blotted out the sun, masts and oars that reached the clouds, all lie still
White bones fall thick as snow, covering a page of history
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[Intro]
[Verse 1]
I climb the ramparts of Shitou City
Looking out, Wu and Chu stretch boundlessly empty
I want to point out the strategic landscapes of the Six Dynasties
All that remains to point to, are green mountains like iron
The mountains are still the same mountains
Watching banners come and go,like the season of falling leaves
[Pre-Chorus]
North and south of one river, wearing away
Grinding on and on, grinding people down to dust
[Chorus]
Banners that blotted out the sun, masts and oars that reached the clouds, all lie still
White bones fall thick as snow, covering a page of history
North and south of one river, how many heroes have been worn away
落日无人松径,鬼火高低明灭 — At sunset the pine path is deserted, ghostly flames flicker high and low
Grief through the ages, moonlight on the Qinhuai shines upon parting
The green mountains stand like walls, watching it all with cold eyes
[Verse 2]
Think of those years upon the river
Banners blotted out the sun, war drums thundered fiercely
A battle has ended
The river flows on as before, neither fast nor slow
White bones sink to the riverbed
Bones and names, all sink into the darkness on the riverbed
[Pre-Chorus]
How lonely this detached palace is
Only the fragrant grasses, offer their care year after year
[Chorus]
Banners that blotted out the sun, masts and oars that reached the clouds, all lie still
White bones fall thick as snow, covering a page of history
North and south of one river, how many heroes have been worn away
落日无人松径,鬼火高低明灭 — At sunset the pine path is deserted, ghostly flames flicker high and low
Grief through the ages, moonlight on the Qinhuai shines upon parting
The green mountains stand like walls, watching it all with cold eyes
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
The summer palace stands empty
Year after year, the east wind still stirs the grass along the imperial carriage road
The fragrant grass knows no emperors
It turns green when it should, so plainly and freely green
Not a soul is seen even by day
Ghost lights hover high and low, like invitations someone left behind
[Bridge]
Back then within the palace walls
Song and dance never ceased, candles stood in row upon row
O person in the bronze mirror
Black hair turns white, I cannot bear another glance in the mirror
Those two characters, “繁华”—splendor
Written into history, they take up only one brief stroke
The sorrows of the ages
Are written over and over, by the moon above the Qinhuai
[Verse 4]
When I come down from the city wall
I will lay down some of my heart's many feelings by the river
No need to ask about the heroes anymore
The green mountains remain, and the river moon still shines clear each night
Leave sorrow to the ages
Live the days before us, a little more securely
[Final Chorus]
Banners that blotted out the sun, masts and oars that reached the clouds, all lie still
White bones fall thick as snow, covering a page of history
North and south of one river, how many heroes have been worn away
落日无人松径,鬼火高低明灭 — At sunset the pine path is deserted, ghostly flames flicker high and low
Grief through the ages, moonlight on the Qinhuai shines upon parting
The green mountains stand like walls, watching it all with cold eyes
[Outro]
I leave the city wall and head home
Moonlight fills the Qinhuai
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Ku Wuji · AI Music
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