In the northern desert, the gray wolf gazes out; on Thunder Mountain, a bold song resounds.
The Four Greats emerge from Linghuai; the Five Young Lords gather at the Wu Palace.
In the northern lands, shepherds tend the green grass; in the southern lands, kingdoms rise and fall.
Ink-dark fate spreads across the realm; beacons of war redden the sky.
The sword is cast aside, and one returns with his heart set on leaving; he leaves home, never to find the ancient hill again.
All fades along with the affairs of men, flowing eastward with the blue waves.
