歌词翻译 (中文 → 英文)
Worthy
A sudden fall of rain on the lake shatters the moon in the pier
Like morning dew, like pale smoke—partings and reunions
Whose last wish do her eyes turn into?
A bloody hairpin
falls to the ground, before flowering years
Waking from wine, sleeping in winds, a saber hides pages of poems
Who washes their inkwell with sacrificial blood? Who does not disappoint the distant realm?
Once, we vowed to cleanse the jianghu, to be tied forever by loyalty and friendship
Death and life merely pass before a cup of wine
A few good friends, shoulder to shoulder—travelling in youth
Shooting down monsters and evil— I nock my remaining years on the bowstring like an arrow
For a single person, entering this mortal realm—the sound of plucked strings travel far
Laughing at that carefree and irreverent guest—who dares speak of living and dying together?
The sound of the flute settles, though these feelings do not rest—I wash my sword in a falling river
This life, unforgetting
—admiring a sky of clouds
With courage and daring—the shine of a sword’s point—stars and frost reflect the moon
Travelling alone once more through a thousand miles of snow, seeking that agreement of years past
Fireside nights—the quiet stain of blood snuffs out stars and lamps
An empty city, abandoned—its people, aged
In the woods, the ruins of walls still remain—a wind sobs there
That favor
of years past, still remembered—once, a bow was broken, a bowstring drawn
For a single person, entering this mortal realm—the sound of plucked strings travel far
Laughing at that carefree and irreverent guest—who dares speak of living and dying together?
The sound of the flute settles, strings pressed into silence—throughout the world, these feelings do not rest
This life, unforgetting— admiring a sky of clouds
While travelling alone in this mortal realm, all meetings are hasty and swift
Even if roads through the jianghu are difficult to travel, there will be someone who journeys with you, shoulder-to-shoulder
Though rain and the sky itself may fall, there will be a day when the moon is round
This life does not disappoint the youths we once were
While travelling alone in this mortal realm, all meetings are hasty, swift
Even if roads through the jianghu are difficult to travel, there will be someone who journeys with you, shoulder-to-shoulder
Though we must wade through this long night, the new moon will eventually become round
This life does not disappoint the youths we once were
Like morning dew, like pale smoke—partings and reunions
Whose last wish do her eyes turn into?
A bloody hairpin
falls to the ground, before flowering years
Waking from wine, sleeping in winds, a saber hides pages of poems
Who washes their inkwell with sacrificial blood? Who does not disappoint the distant realm?
Once, we vowed to cleanse the jianghu, to be tied forever by loyalty and friendship
Death and life merely pass before a cup of wine
A few good friends, shoulder to shoulder—travelling in youth
Shooting down monsters and evil— I nock my remaining years on the bowstring like an arrow
For a single person, entering this mortal realm—the sound of plucked strings travel far
Laughing at that carefree and irreverent guest—who dares speak of living and dying together?
The sound of the flute settles, though these feelings do not rest—I wash my sword in a falling river
This life, unforgetting
—admiring a sky of clouds
With courage and daring—the shine of a sword’s point—stars and frost reflect the moon
Travelling alone once more through a thousand miles of snow, seeking that agreement of years past
Fireside nights—the quiet stain of blood snuffs out stars and lamps
An empty city, abandoned—its people, aged
In the woods, the ruins of walls still remain—a wind sobs there
That favor
of years past, still remembered—once, a bow was broken, a bowstring drawn
For a single person, entering this mortal realm—the sound of plucked strings travel far
Laughing at that carefree and irreverent guest—who dares speak of living and dying together?
The sound of the flute settles, strings pressed into silence—throughout the world, these feelings do not rest
This life, unforgetting— admiring a sky of clouds
While travelling alone in this mortal realm, all meetings are hasty and swift
Even if roads through the jianghu are difficult to travel, there will be someone who journeys with you, shoulder-to-shoulder
Though rain and the sky itself may fall, there will be a day when the moon is round
This life does not disappoint the youths we once were
While travelling alone in this mortal realm, all meetings are hasty, swift
Even if roads through the jianghu are difficult to travel, there will be someone who journeys with you, shoulder-to-shoulder
Though we must wade through this long night, the new moon will eventually become round
This life does not disappoint the youths we once were
中文歌词
不枉
骤雨落 向湖面 滴碎坞中月
似朝露 似青烟 别时又再见
她双眼化作谁的 最后一念
血钗落地 岁华前
酒中醒 风里眠 有刀藏诗篇
谁祭血 来洗砚 不负净世远
曾誓言 清谈江湖 情义永结
死生不过一樽前
三五好友齐肩 行来正少年
射尽妖邪 余生 我即弓上箭
为一人 入红尘 拨弦声去远
且笑他 轻狂客 同生死也敢言
笛声落 情未歇 悬河洗我剑
此生不忘 羡云天
有肝胆 映剑端 星霜来照月
再独行 千里雪 寻去当年约
围炉夜 血污悄将 星灯浇灭
空城故去 人老却
林中尚余残垣 有风在呜咽
当年知遇 还记 曾摧弓引弦
为一人 入红尘 拨弦声去远
且笑他 轻狂客 同生死也敢言
笛声落 正按弦 举世情不歇
此生不忘 羡云天
若独行 红尘中 皆匆匆一面
江湖路 纵难行 有人同途比肩
虽会见 雨倾天 有日终月圆
此生不枉曾少年
若独行 红尘中 皆匆匆一面
江湖路 纵难行 有人同途比肩
虽涉过 这长夜 新月终会圆
此生不枉曾少年
似朝露 似青烟 别时又再见
她双眼化作谁的 最后一念
血钗落地 岁华前
酒中醒 风里眠 有刀藏诗篇
谁祭血 来洗砚 不负净世远
曾誓言 清谈江湖 情义永结
死生不过一樽前
三五好友齐肩 行来正少年
射尽妖邪 余生 我即弓上箭
为一人 入红尘 拨弦声去远
且笑他 轻狂客 同生死也敢言
笛声落 情未歇 悬河洗我剑
此生不忘 羡云天
有肝胆 映剑端 星霜来照月
再独行 千里雪 寻去当年约
围炉夜 血污悄将 星灯浇灭
空城故去 人老却
林中尚余残垣 有风在呜咽
当年知遇 还记 曾摧弓引弦
为一人 入红尘 拨弦声去远
且笑他 轻狂客 同生死也敢言
笛声落 正按弦 举世情不歇
此生不忘 羡云天
若独行 红尘中 皆匆匆一面
江湖路 纵难行 有人同途比肩
虽会见 雨倾天 有日终月圆
此生不枉曾少年
若独行 红尘中 皆匆匆一面
江湖路 纵难行 有人同途比肩
虽涉过 这长夜 新月终会圆
此生不枉曾少年