I started off in white clothes, and she accompanied me through my youth.
Wandering around the world, she gave me hundreds of miles of care and concern
We are armed with iron horses, she worries about me fighting in the battlefield with blood
After becoming famous, she lamented that I had forgotten Bailu Jianjia
Drunk and prosperous, she laughed at my false oath and my original intention
Three thousand fallen flowers, she blamed me for not promising more than a moment
Sitting on the world, she left me and fell asleep, covered with white gauze
No time left, no worries
Gone is Jianjia, gone is the prosperity of Baishou
Winning the world, losing her dim and fleeting years