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Classical Chinese-style Ballad · AI music creation
Ku Wuji · AI Music · 3 reads
Drawn from Han Wo's “Late at Night / Cold Food Festival Night.” 恻恻轻寒翦翦风,小梅飘雪杏花红;夜深斜搭秋千索,楼阁朦胧烟雨中。A faint chill pierces, the wind cuts softly, small plum blossoms drift like snow and apricot blossoms glow red; deep in the night, the swing's ropes hang askew, towers and pavilions hazy in misty rain. A spring night during the Cold Food Festival: a slight chill and cutting wind, white plum blossoms and red apricot flowers, an empty swing hanging askew, the person who swung there last year gone to places unknown, and towers and pavilions slowly blurring in the misty rain. Male and female voices sing the same lyrics.
A piercing light chill and a sharp cutting wind
Little plum blossoms drift like snow, apricot blossoms glow red
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[Intro]
[Verse 1]
The night of the Cold Food Festival is a little cold
The chill rests lightly against me, with no weight
The wind cuts toward me, gust after gust
Like little scissors calmly cutting through the night
White plum petals drift down
Falling even lighter and looser than snow
[Pre-Chorus]
Beyond the wall an apricot tree in bloom
Has lit a lantern for the dark night
[Chorus]
A piercing light chill and a sharp cutting wind
Little plum blossoms drift like snow, apricot blossoms glow red
The swing deep at night, its ropes slanting in midair
Towers and pavilions blur in misty rain
The figure on the swing last year is nowhere to be seen
Leaving only the ropes swaying in the wind
[Verse 2]
The swing frame in the courtyard
Still holds last year's old dreams
Back then she sat upon the swing
Swinging half her body higher than the eaves
Spring has come this year just as before
Yet the swing is as still as an old clock
[Pre-Chorus]
I reached out and touched the rope
Cold as words caught in the throat
[Chorus]
A piercing light chill and a sharp cutting wind
Little plum blossoms drift like snow, apricot blossoms glow red
The swing deep at night, its ropes slanting in midair
Towers and pavilions blur in misty rain
The figure on the swing last year is nowhere to be seen
Leaving only the ropes swaying in the wind
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
Night deepened, the rain came
The rain is so fine it blurs like mist
The lights in the pavilions go out one by one
The buildings' silhouettes grow darker in the rain
That lamp at the end of the corridor
Bright as eyes that refuse to sleep
[Bridge]
The swing's ropes hang askew
Setting waves surging through my heart
Where has she gone
No one answers, only hurried comings and goings
Plum blossoms are still falling like drifting snow
The apricot blossoms still bloom vivid red
Spring remembers everything
It simply refuses to make the answer clear
[Verse 4]
I gathered up the swing's ropes a little
Tie the knot tight so the night wind cannot toy with it
On the night of next year’s Cold Food Festival
Swinging out a little rainbow after the rain
Plums fall and apricots bloom as they always have
Those meant to return will meet again
[Final Chorus]
A piercing light chill and a sharp cutting wind
Little plum blossoms drift like snow, apricot blossoms glow red
The swing deep at night, its ropes slanting in midair
Towers and pavilions blur in misty rain
The figure on the swing last year is nowhere to be seen
Leaving only the ropes swaying in the wind
[Outro]
The rain has stopped, the night is nearly over
The towers slowly dissolve in the morning mist
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Ku Wuji · AI Music
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