Ripe Rice and Flowers by the Fence

[Intro]

[Verse 1]

Riding past a riverside village

Ten li of rice fields, rolling with golden waves

Hibiscus blossoms bloom along the fence

One flush of pinkish purple, another of pale crimson

Slender bamboo lines the whole way

Bamboo shadows sift down, scattered flecks of light

[Pre-Chorus]

Mountain fruit bends the branches low

Weighing down the branches, making them gently sway

[Chorus]

十里西畴熟稻香 — For ten li across the western fields, ripe rice fills the air with fragrance

Hibiscus blossoms along the fence, slender bamboo strands trail long

垂垂山果挂青黄 — Mountain fruits hang heavy, green and yellow

Thin clouds veil the sun bringing cool shade at noon

No need for a canopy borne aloft to shield my battle dress

Autumn light all along the way, all of it ordinary

[Verse 2]

The thick morning fog has yet to lift

The mist is full of, the fresh fragrance of grass and trees

浓雾知秋晨气润 — Thick mist tells of autumn, the morning air is moist

Once the mist clears, the sky is high and the air bright

At noon thin clouds veil the sun

No need to open a parasol, it is comfortable all the same

[Pre-Chorus]

As I walk and walk, I no longer want to go on

I just want to lie here at the village entrance, for a while

[Chorus]

十里西畴熟稻香 — For ten li across the western fields, ripe rice fills the air with fragrance

Hibiscus blossoms along the fence, slender bamboo strands trail long

垂垂山果挂青黄 — Mountain fruits hang heavy, green and yellow

Thin clouds veil the sun bringing cool shade at noon

No need for a canopy borne aloft to shield my battle dress

Autumn light all along the way, all of it ordinary

[Instrumental]

[Verse 3]

I was a commander of troops

My armor still carries, the frost of the frontier

No need for a canopy borne aloft to shield my battle dress

Today I only want, to look the part of a farmer

The scent of rice wafts in wave after wave

More melodious，than a horn's call

[Bridge]

Children chase one another at the village entrance

Dogs bark and roosters crow，their calls rising one after another

An old farmer bends to harvest rice

Sweat falls drop by drop, striking the rows of rice

They do not know me

Nor does it ask, what general or minister I might be

On this village road in autumn

People and crops, each busy with their own affairs

[Verse 4]

When the setting sun sinks in the west

Wisps of cooking smoke, rise above the tiled houses

I lead my horse and walk slowly

The hoofbeats are so soft，as though afraid to startle the village

Tomorrow I must travel on

Pillowed on a field of frog calls, I drift into dreams

[Final Chorus]

十里西畴熟稻香 — For ten li across the western fields, ripe rice fills the air with fragrance

Hibiscus blossoms along the fence, slender bamboo strands trail long

垂垂山果挂青黄 — Mountain fruits hang heavy, green and yellow

Thin clouds veil the sun bringing cool shade at noon

No need for a canopy borne aloft to shield my battle dress

Autumn light all along the way, all of it ordinary

[Outro]

No need for a canopy borne aloft to shield my battle dress

Ten miles of fragrant rice, better than vast fields of gleaming blades