The Sword Pavilion Warms the Bell Lyrics

Title: Wenling in Jiange

Singer: Luo Yusheng

Album: Luo Yusheng Beijing Rhythmic Drums Collection disc1

Style: Lyrics

Lyrics:

Wenling in Jiange

The grass is green under the slopes of Mawei, and the tomb of the consort is still there today.

There are poems on the wall, and all of them hold hatred.

No guests enter the shrine, but they are sad.

There are poems on the wall of the shrine that all hold a grudge,

and there are no visitors to the shrine who are not sad.

Please go on a 10,000-mile tour of the west,

Why bother to visit the bell on a rainy night?

Yang Guifei's soul was dispersed under the pear blossom tree,

Chen Yuanli led the soldiers to protect the driver.

Sighing at the king's loneliness,

The heart of the king was drunk and the tears were like pouring.

The moon and the stars are in a state of mourning,

and the road is a long way from the water to the mountains, which is the customary way to go.

It's easy to look forward to the palace to rest the tired body,

Bias encountered cold rain and wind to help miserable feelings.

The sword pavilion in the bosom of the sleepless Tang Tianzi,

Listening to the window can not stop the clanking of the continuous sound.

Busy asked: "The sound outside is what is also?"

Gao Li Shi played: "The rain in the forest and the golden bells under the eaves."

The king heard this (which) long breath,

(ah) said, "It is the broken hearted people listen to the sound of broken hearted ah!"

Like this,

No beauty of the bell,

No beauty of the rain ah,

How when I cut the constant love,

Cut the constant love.

Spattering the window panes and knocking on the hearts of people want to break,

Shaking the sound of falling wood makes it difficult for me to dream.

When the sound of the soul is heard from the eaves,

The coldness of the bones is born from the bottom of the quilt.

It was a lonely lamp and I was alone,

who did I talk to on the rainy night?

From ancient times, Wushan was once in the dream of Xiang Wang,

Why can't I dream when I want to dream?

It is not that my shoes are too lazy to step on the moon,

It is that my sleeves can't stand the midnight wind.

It is not that the hotel is so crowded that you are bored,

It is not that you are afraid of the soldiers and horses that are running away from you.

It's not that Fangqing's heart is full of hate,

It's not that he's less sincere in his heart,

It's that he's less sincere in his heart.

If not, why didn't the goddess leave Luopu,

It's because of the tears that I've shed,

It's because of the soul that I've broken,

It's because of the tears that I've shed.

One of the children is lying in a cold bed in a red tent,

One of the children is buried in a mound of yellow earth.

The two birds of prey are separated by the stormy winds,

and the two birds of prey are separated by the windy winds.

It is expected that there will be no date for the reunion in this life,

But I only wish to follow the jade in the spring.

It is expected that Fangqing will be a Chang'e returning to the Moon Palace,

If I had known that I was going to give up halfway, why would I have traveled to the west?

Repenting that the power of the army was wrongly given to her son,

Repenting that the affairs of the country were all dependent on your brother,

This is the first time that I've seen this.

Thinking about it, it's all because of the traitors that he has misplaced the country,

They are really wrong to say that you are a beautiful woman.

The three armies of the people, what hatred and hatred and the Secretary against,

Can be ashamed of me to want to protect your life is also not able to.

Pity your soul a wisp with the wind dispersed,

but make my blood tears thousands of lines like rain pouring.

Mourning in the face of danger,

Starry-eyed straight squeaky white teeth,

Warning the body of the jade miserable pale flower face.

Not only can I not save you, but I can't do it for you,

What can I do for you and what can I do for you,

What can I do for you?

The saddest thing is that once a year the pear blossoms are released,

from now on the pear blossoms are a tragic love.

My concubine ah a moment to care about life falsely killed you,

Good so that I regret the new love (ah) remember the old love.

No longer can I watch the lotus at the Taiyi Pond,

No longer can I compose a song at the Shenxiang Pavilion.

No more playing with the moon at the Moon Tower,

No more wishing for immortality in the Hall of Eternal Life.

The two of us have been talking to each other for a long time,

and you said that the couple who love each other will be the same for the rest of their lives.

Where are the people whose words are still ringing in our ears now,

They have thought about it a lot and mourned a lot.

The ringing of the bells outside the window was intermittent and the sound of the rain was even tighter,

The lamps inside the room were half extinguished and the imperial couch was as cold as ice.

Their hearts are in a knot,

Their teardrops are all red,

They are all red.

The king had a sleepless night until dawn,

and he heard the eunuchs report to the king for his departure.