Song [Ju Ying]
Deep within the palace, a maiden came of age.
Her beauty toppled cities and kingdoms, a soul beneath the moon.
Peonies and daisies could rival her loveliness.
Her eyes brimmed with autumn waters, their ripples sweeping sideways.
The Marquis's Gate lay hushed, as deep as the sea.
Within the lonely palace, voices murmured low.
An openhearted youth wore robes of blue.
From then on, her tender heart was bound to him.
Across Dongting Lake, misty waters stretched ten thousand miles.
He punished villains, rooted out evil, and walked the chivalrous path.
Lord Yun Zhongshen lent his ingenious aid.
Fair and graceful as a lotus, hers was an immortal's face.
How often she yearned, how often she suffered.
Her devoted love lingered, impossible to forget.
Even to the ends of the earth, she would follow him.
Longing was etched into her bones.
On Mount Luofu's peaks, mid-autumn frost and dew.
Divine Music, clouds and mist drifting ethereally.
She raised her cup to invite the moon; all the universe grew drunk.
May a thousand acres of blue waves accompany one boat of ***.
She lifted her slender, pale hands, startling countless gulls and crows into flight.
Song [Xing Yan]
A young man's sorrow.
Clad in a plain cloth robe, how many knew him?
So long as his heart stayed clear and true,
He envied no earthly lord of ten thousand households.
A young man's worry.
When would the fields yield their harvest?
How could the mundane world grind down his ambition?
With parents at home, he would not journey far.
A young man's wild spirit.
With soaring ambition, he spoke no word of sorrow.
He raised his sword, inviting heaven to join him beneath the bright moon.
Fragrant grasses grew lush; the waters murmured on.
A young man's love.