The Wind and Rain Listen to the Sword Chant

The poor family stands proudly in the snow, and the wind and rain listen to the sound of the sword. If you want to die in this mortal world, you will only feel pity for me. At night, there is only a solitary shadow, and there are only clear people under the moon. Fortunately, we meet each other in the human world, and we can stay together for the rest of our lives. Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, I look forward to your return with my thrush. Sighing bitterly about human affairs, there is nothing I can do but love.