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Classical Chinese-style Ballad · AI music creation
Ku Wuji · AI Music · 4 reads
Inspired by Du Fu's “Climbing the Heights.” “风急天高猿啸哀,渚清沙白鸟飞回;无边落木萧萧下,不尽长江滚滚来。万里悲秋常作客,百年多病独登台;艰难苦恨繁霜鬓,潦倒新停浊酒杯。” The wind is fierce, the sky high, and apes cry mournfully; above clear islets and white sand, birds wheel. Boundless leaves fall rustling, the endless Yangtze rolls on. Far from home, grieving autumn, ever a wanderer; in a lifetime plagued by illness, I climb the terrace alone. Hardship and bitter sorrow thicken the frost at my temples; worn down and destitute, I have lately set aside my cup of cloudy wine. Climbing a high terrace alone at the Double Ninth Festival: fierce winds and mournful apes, falling leaves and the Yangtze, wandering far from home, and illness forcing an end to drinking form a somber lament for autumn. Male and female vocals sing the same lyrics.
风急天高猿啸哀 — The wind is fierce, the sky is high, and gibbons cry in sorrow
The islet is clear and the sand white, birds circle and hover
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[Intro]
[Verse 1]
The autumn wind blows hardest on the mountaintop
Making my sleeves, flap and snap
Gibbons cry long in the gorge
Their cries wind through the gorge,turn after turn
The wind is fierce and the sky so high
The sounds of autumn gather around, and will not disperse
[Pre-Chorus]
The water shines clear and the sand is white
Birds circle low, skimming the water moss
[Chorus]
风急天高猿啸哀 — The wind is fierce, the sky is high, and gibbons cry in sorrow
The islet is clear and the sand white, birds circle and hover
无边落木萧萧下,不尽长江滚滚来 — Boundless leaves fall rustling down,the endless Yangtze rolls onward
万里悲秋常作客,百年多病独登台 — Far from home, forever a traveler grieving autumn, ill throughout my life, I climb the terrace alone
Bitter hardship and regret, my temples turn frosty white so quickly
The cup of cloudy wine I have just given up is covered in dust
[Verse 2]
Leaves have been falling all day
Boundless, they rustle down in a covering
The Yangtze pays no heed to any of this
Rolling waves, row upon row
However fast the leaves may fall
The river surges, more fiercely than the falling leaves
[Pre-Chorus]
I have come from ten thousand miles away
Year after year, autumn carries me farther away
[Chorus]
风急天高猿啸哀 — The wind is fierce, the sky is high, and gibbons cry in sorrow
The islet is clear and the sand white, birds circle and hover
无边落木萧萧下,不尽长江滚滚来 — Boundless leaves fall rustling down,the endless Yangtze rolls onward
万里悲秋常作客,百年多病独登台 — Far from home, forever a traveler grieving autumn, ill throughout my life, I climb the terrace alone
Bitter hardship and regret, my temples turn frosty white so quickly
The cup of cloudy wine I have just given up is covered in dust
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
Racked with illness, I climb the high terrace
Step by step, slowly struggling upward
This aging body, plagued by illness
My thin robe cannot keep it out, the wind pours against my chest
More white hairs have appeared
One stroke of my hand, and a few white strands fall
[Bridge]
I had meant to ward off the cold with wine
I raise it to my lips, then gently sway it again
Why did I set it down again
Even I do not wish to guess the reason
Let me just stand here like this
Watch the river carry fallen leaves, one by one
Grieving over autumn across ten thousand miles
Life must still be lived, one step at a time
[Verse 4]
It is time to descend the mountain
Dusk urges us on, our footsteps drag
There will still be more next autumn
I do not know whether this body, will still be here
But the Yangtze will keep flowing
Falling leaves and the long Yangtze, no one can change either
[Final Chorus]
风急天高猿啸哀 — The wind is fierce, the sky is high, and gibbons cry in sorrow
The islet is clear and the sand white, birds circle and hover
无边落木萧萧下,不尽长江滚滚来 — Boundless leaves fall rustling down,the endless Yangtze rolls onward
万里悲秋常作客,百年多病独登台 — Far from home, forever a traveler grieving autumn, ill throughout my life, I climb the terrace alone
Bitter hardship and regret, my temples turn frosty white so quickly
The cup of cloudy wine I have just given up is covered in dust
[Outro]
The autumn wind still blows hard
Once sorrow is written out, bury it where you stand
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Ku Wuji · AI Music
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