I had a dream in the world of mortals,
Towering towers and thick city walls, passionate young masters and valiant sons;
There is lingering tenderness and old accounts of family and country,
In a dream within a dream, there are times of sadness and times of glory.
I had a dream in the world of mortals,
The bright moon in the East China Sea and the owl in the Western Mountains, the beacon smoke in the southern Xinjiang and the grassland in the Northern Fortress;
There is loyal perseverance and helpless departure,
A dream within a dream, a little blood and tears, a little madness.
I had a dream in the world of mortals,
Time cannot pass by, love and hate have flowed with the years;
The sun rises and the moon sets, spring rains and autumn falls, I dream within a dream within a dream.
