The green hills remain,
while sunsets have turned crimson countless times.
Accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.
With a jug of cloudy wine, we joyfully meet again,
as waves wash away all the heroes.
Right and wrong, success and failure — all turn to nothing in the end.
The mighty Yangtze flows eastward without pause.
White-haired fishermen and woodcutters on the riverbanks,
have witnessed the rise and fall of ages.
「Relive Memories, Renew Soul. 」
The green hills remain,
while sunsets have turned crimson countless times.
Accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.
With a jug of cloudy wine, we joyfully meet again,
as waves wash away all the heroes.
Right and wrong, success and failure — all turn to nothing in the end.
The mighty Yangtze flows eastward without pause.
White-haired fishermen and woodcutters on the riverbanks,
have witnessed the rise and fall of ages.
「Relive Memories, Renew Soul. 」
The green hills remain,
while sunsets have turned crimson countless times.
Accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.
With a jug of cloudy wine, we joyfully meet again,
as waves wash away all the heroes.
Right and wrong, success and failure — all turn to nothing in the end.
The mighty Yangtze flows eastward without pause.
White-haired fishermen and woodcutters on the riverbanks,
have witnessed the rise and fall of ages.
「Relive Memories, Renew Soul. 」
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