Ode to the Fading Candle and Azure Blade

Gaze down from the heavens, unafraid of cliffs ten thousand ren high: this is the Greenedge Sword.

Lean against the couch and sleep, your body exhausted, your soul gone: this is the Dying Candle.

The jianghu's generations never end, nor do its grudges. The Buddha speaks of cause and effect, in this life and the next.

May your Greenedge remain as it is. May your sword sever the Dying Candle.