The Legend of the Three Sons from the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Whose love blossoms in midsummer? Whose love becomes demonic, without regret?

Whose love turns to nothing after endless twists and turns? Whose love endures for a thousand autumns?

This is a ritual of ancestral spirits, gazing up at the mountains and seas.

This is a cultural homecoming after a long journey.

This is an ancient battlefield, where gods and demons clashed amid collapsing mountains and rising seas.

This is a land of tenderness, where souls from past and present dance.

Who remembers their graceful figures passing through, beneath the endless heavens and earth?

Who remembers where their unhurried silhouettes went, beneath the shining sun and moon?

O ancient and boundless land of China!

It is destined that every deity who has ever passed through

will, with strides as mighty as a giant's,

set this age-old, undying song ringing out.