A Long Song of Autumn Vistas

[Intro]

[Verse 1]

The wind drives autumn swiftly through the heights

Above the white sand, birds circle back over the water

Fallen leaves retreat into the distance, layer upon layer

Yet the Yangtze still brings fresh waves before my eyes

[Pre-Chorus]

All these years I've always been a guest in different places

Today I stand alone again amid the whole sweep of autumn

[Chorus]

However strong the wind, first hold this heart close

Do not blame yourself for every hardship you have endured

If a little sunlight is still willing to fall upon my shoulders

I wish to take in today's mountains and rivers with care

However strong the wind, first hold this heart close

The weary, too, deserve to be heard clearly and gently

[Instrumental Interlude]

[Verse 2]

Illness slowly puts away my old habit of drinking

Yet my white hair refuses to let me forget to care

I gazed at the river for a long time without speaking

Because my heart still holds so many names from this world

[Pre-Chorus]

All these years I've always been a guest in different places

Today I stand alone again amid the whole sweep of autumn

[Chorus]

However strong the wind, first hold this heart close

Do not blame yourself for every hardship you have endured

If a little sunlight is still willing to fall upon my shoulders

I wish to take in today's mountains and rivers with care

However strong the wind, first hold this heart close

The weary, too, deserve to be heard clearly and gently

[Bridge]

There is no need to turn sorrow into a smile at once

I can also admit that walking today has been a little hard

When a hand is willing to rest beside me

I will try to share half the long road with a companion

[Final Chorus]

However strong the wind, first hold this heart close

Do not blame yourself for every hardship you have endured

If a little sunlight is still willing to fall upon my shoulders

I wish to take in today's mountains and rivers with care

However strong the wind, first hold this heart close

The weary, too, deserve to be heard clearly and gently

[Outro]

The wind still blows and the river never stops flowing

I carry my true self toward the next dawn