It was a tear filled with compassion.
It was a love steeped in tenderness.
It was a moon goddess song brimming with sorrow.
It was a quest that began after all the splendor had faded.
Snow over a lonely city
A hazy veil
Leaning softly against the terrace, counting falling petals
Quietly touching the strings
Singing a mournful song
We never held hands
So how could love have bewitched us?
Yearning, yearning, yearning
A cool wind rises
Cups and chopsticks clatter
A smile, a backward glance, a shadow falls silent
Dressed in crimson makeup
Wearing a crimson gown
Cast adrift in the world
A dream of the southern branch
Lonely, lonely, lonely
[The Phoenix Hairpin: Flowing Wine: Mu Shiyu]
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