Dragon Song Bell

Alas, Heaven does not grant our wishes. Half a lifetime spent between life and death, partings and farewells,

Fate draws near, then fades away; lifetimes of reincarnation pass in a fleeting moment.

Beneath the sunset, beside the green grass, our deep affection still lingers in my heart.

Searching and searching, yet finding no trace across ten thousand miles,

Cold and desolate, a single strand of hair turns white.

On the road to the ends of the earth, loneliness accompanies me through every season, and nothing can keep me from moving on.

A tear falls into the wine cup; I share my sorrow with my own shadow.

Love stretches on, resentment runs deep; I tread alone along the stormy road I once traveled.

The seas change and the fields shift, yet a thousand million years endure.

Across lifetimes, one lingering glance buys a lifetime of gray hair together.