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Classical Chinese-style Ballad · AI music creation
Ku Wuji · AI Music · 4 reads
Inspired by Gao E's “To the Tune of Qingyu'an: Wisps of Coiling Incense Thicker Than Mist.” “丝丝香篆浓于雾,织就绿阴红雨;乳燕飞来傍莲幕,杨花欲雪,梨云如梦,又是清明暮。屏山遮断相思路,子规啼到无声处;鳞瞑羽迷谁与诉——好段东风,好轮明月,尽教封侯误。” Wisps of coiling incense, thicker than mist, weave green shade and a red rain of petals; young swallows fly beside lotus-patterned curtains, willow catkins seem about to turn to snow, pear blossoms cloud like dreams, and once again Qingming draws toward dusk. The folding screen cuts off longing's path, cuckoos cry until their voices fail; with fish silent and birds lost, bearing no letters, to whom can this sorrow be told—a lovely stretch of east wind, a lovely bright moon, all squandered for the pursuit of a marquisate. Incense mist and red petals at Qingming: a screen cuts off longing, letters cease, and the fine breeze and moonlight are wasted on a distant future of noble advancement. Male and female vocals sing the same lyrics.
Once again, dusk on Qingming Day
Willow fluff falls into snow, pear-blossom clouds open into mist
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[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Patterned incense burns round after round
So thick it shrouds even the window gauze
It draws circle after circle
As though writing a book no one can read
Writing all afternoon
Nor did it say, why he was coming back
[Pre-Chorus]
Young swallows come fluttering
Making a home beside the curtains
[Chorus]
Once again, dusk on Qingming Day
Willow fluff falls into snow, pear-blossom clouds open into mist
屏山遮断相思路 — The mountain-painted screen blocks the path of longing
The cuckoo cries until its voice is gone
All those fair breezes and moonlit nights, with no one to share them
All delayed by the pursuit of a marquis's title
[Verse 2]
Green shade weaves itself ever denser
A red rain of petals falls, filling the steps with sorrow
Spring has packed its bags
It leaves in greater haste with every passing day
Qingming has only just passed
How can spring already be taking its final bow
[Pre-Chorus]
A cuckoo calls from the branches
“不如归去” — “Better to go home,” it cries until its voice runs dry
[Chorus]
Once again, dusk on Qingming Day
Willow fluff falls into snow, pear-blossom clouds open into mist
屏山遮断相思路 — The mountain-painted screen blocks the path of longing
The cuckoo cries until its voice is gone
All those fair breezes and moonlit nights, with no one to share them
All delayed by the pursuit of a marquis's title
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
The letter entrusted to someone to carry
Like a stone sunk in the sea, even its echo grows indistinct
I wish to ask the wild geese to carry a message
Even the wild geese have lost their old route south
All these thoughts filling my heart
Cannot find a single ear to hear them
[Bridge]
He is a thousand miles away
Pursuing his future and ambitions
The thought of becoming a marquis or chancellor
Have shackled his homeward steps
Yet here the willow catkins still gleam like snow
Clouds of pear blossoms spread as ever, like a dream
Wind and moon never wait for anyone
By the time he turns back, every blossom has fallen from the tree
[Verse 4]
Another year’s Qingming comes
Coils of incense burn away, one after another
I sweep the ash into the incense burner
Like sweeping away a year's accumulated bitterness
This time next year
May you return indoors before the incense turns to ash
[Final Chorus]
Once again, dusk on Qingming Day
Willow fluff falls into snow, pear-blossom clouds open into mist
屏山遮断相思路 — The mountain-painted screen blocks the path of longing
The cuckoo cries until its voice is gone
All those fair breezes and moonlit nights, with no one to share them
All delayed by the pursuit of a marquis's title
[Outro]
Incense smoke drifts into dusk
Behind the screen, a lone figure stands awaiting a return
Classical poetic imagery and original lyrics · AI music creation
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Ku Wuji · AI Music
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