Cold eyebrows are blood red,
Talking and dancing.
The sound of Xiao frightens the butterflies in prison,
The plum blossoms are falling and the clothes are being made.
Red eyes,
Dance with murder.
Butterflies fly all over the world,
Yi Ming is here.
Red spring dyes the world,
Martial arts sing the universe.
Butterflies fly with them,
Close to the mountains and beside the water.