Rendition 1 · Male vocal
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Chinese-Style Folk · AI music creation
Ku Wuji · AI Music · 3 reads
Inspired by Liu Changqing's 《逢雪宿芙蓉山主人》 (Lodging with the Master of Furong Mountain in Snow), these entirely new lyrics describe knocking on a rustic gate amid the snow.
Gently knocking on the brushwood gate amid the snow
May the warmth of a stove relieve me of my long journey
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[Intro]
[Verse 1]
The mountain path leads deeper and deeper into dusk
Snow falls on my shoulders like a stranger's kiss
That little low-roofed cottage in the distance
A wisp of smoke recognizes the human world for me
[Pre-Chorus]
A dog's bark crosses the night too dark to see
Lead a road home to my feet
[Chorus]
Gently knocking on the brushwood gate amid the snow
May the warmth of a stove relieve me of my long journey
You do not ask which city I have walked from
You simply place hot water in my frozen palms
Gently knocking on the brushwood gate amid the snow
It turns out strangers can grow close too
[Instrumental Interlude]
[Verse 2]
Behind the wooden door is the aroma of a simple meal
The host brushes off the newly fallen frost covering him
We gathered around the firewood and exchanged a few everyday words
And the wind outside no longer felt so endless
[Pre-Chorus]
A dog's bark crosses the night too dark to see
Lead a road home to my feet
[Chorus]
Gently knocking on the brushwood gate amid the snow
May the warmth of a stove relieve me of my long journey
You do not ask which city I have walked from
You simply place hot water in my frozen palms
Gently knocking on the brushwood gate amid the snow
It turns out strangers can grow close too
[Bridge]
The world's warmth is not always found in grand halls
It also hides wherever someone will leave a door open for another
If next time someone steps into my wind and snow
I too want to light the same lamp for him
[Final Chorus]
Gently knocking on the brushwood gate amid the snow
May the warmth of a stove relieve me of my long journey
You do not ask which city I have walked from
You simply place hot water in my frozen palms
Gently knocking on the brushwood gate amid the snow
It turns out strangers can grow close too
[Outro]
The snow of this long night is still falling quietly
This little cottage already feels like a home
Classical poetic imagery and original lyrics · AI music creation
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Ku Wuji · AI Music
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