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Classical Chinese-style Ballad · AI music creation
Ku Wuji · AI Music · 3 reads
Drawn from Li Qingzhao’s “To the Tune of Nian Nu Jiao · Spring Feelings.” 萧条庭院,又斜风细雨,重门须闭;宠柳娇花寒食近,种种恼人天气。险韵诗成,扶头酒醒,别是闲滋味;征鸿过尽,万千心事难寄。楼上春寒帘垂四面,被冷香消新梦觉,不许愁人不起;清露晨流,新桐初引,多少游春意。日高烟敛,更看今日晴未。 (“A desolate courtyard, slanting wind and fine rain again, the inner gates must close; pampered willows and delicate flowers, the Cold Food Festival draws near, with every kind of vexing weather. A poem in difficult rhymes completed, I wake from heady wine, to a peculiar taste of idle hours; the migrating geese have all passed, my countless cares have no messenger. Upstairs, spring’s chill, curtains lowered on all sides, quilt cold and incense spent, newly awake from dreams, sorrow will not let me remain abed; clear dew flows at dawn, new paulownia shoots unfurl, how I long to roam in spring. The sun climbs, the haze clears, I look again to see whether today is fair.”) Male and female voices sing the same lyrics.
A desolate courtyard, slanting wind and fine rain again
The successive gates must close, shut tight one after another
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[Intro]
[Verse 1]
The courtyard has grown a little more desolate
The wind slants sideways, the rain falls soft and fine
Door after door has closed
They can shut out wind and rain, but cannot shut away my thoughts
The willows have had their pampering, the flowers their doting
All these vexations, come from this weather
[Pre-Chorus]
As soon as the sky clouds over, I grow listless
So listless,I cannot even bring myself to begin a poem
[Chorus]
A desolate courtyard, slanting wind and fine rain again
The successive gates must close, shut tight one after another
The migrating geese have all passed, to whom can I send my thoughts
A thousand thoughts can only be locked inside the courtyard
Waiting for the sun to rise and the haze to clear, waiting for the answer to the riddle of a clear sky
Clear dew flows at dawn,new paulownia growth first ushers in spring
[Verse 2]
A poem composed in difficult rhymes
The heady wine has worn off, leaving me idle with no outlet for my energy
This feeling is hard to put into words
Whether it is idleness or vexation, a riddle I cannot untangle myself
The spring chill upstairs has lasted several days
Curtains hang on all four sides, I cannot even be bothered to lean on the railing
[Pre-Chorus]
The quilt has gone cold and the incense has faded
Startled awake from a fresh dream, even the sorrowful must rise
[Chorus]
A desolate courtyard, slanting wind and fine rain again
The successive gates must close, shut tight one after another
The migrating geese have all passed, to whom can I send my thoughts
A thousand thoughts can only be locked inside the courtyard
Waiting for the sun to rise and the haze to clear, waiting for the answer to the riddle of a clear sky
Clear dew flows at dawn,new paulownia growth first ushers in spring
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
A flock of wild geese has finished passing overhead
I want to ask one to carry a letter, but even its wings cannot be bothered
Countless thoughts weigh upon me
Writing, then crumpling, into ball after ball of paper
There is no postman
The feelings in my heart, can only be locked in a drawer
[Bridge]
A night has passed and dawn has come
Clear dew flows in the morning, each drop distinct
The young paulownia has put out new buds
Tender leaves first unfurl,so eagerly green
This world has been washed anew
Even sorrow, has had a few strands washed pale
So many thoughts of wandering out in spring
They burst out, crowding through beyond all restraint
[Verse 4]
The sun has climbed so high
The haze has cleared, the sky blue as freshly washed glass
Push open a window and look
The clouds shrink back again and again, clear skies gathering ever thicker
Roll up the curtain
Sunny or not, go outside and unravel the doubts in your heart
[Final Chorus]
A desolate courtyard, slanting wind and fine rain again
The successive gates must close, shut tight one after another
The migrating geese have all passed, to whom can I send my thoughts
A thousand thoughts can only be locked inside the courtyard
Waiting for the sun to rise and the haze to clear, waiting for the answer to the riddle of a clear sky
Clear dew flows at dawn,new paulownia growth first ushers in spring
[Outro]
I walk into the courtyard and look up
The sky really has cleared, so clear it brings delight
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