[Verse]
I've returned to the place where I once cut willow branches. My heart is heavy and hazy, like smoke. The endless withered grass whispers lifeless sounds. The geese fly far away, unable to look back.
[Chorus]
The journey is hard, but it doesn't matter. The west wind blows away so many old dreams. The cold rain soaks my clothes. My body and soul are chilled, and I feel even more lonely and desolate.
[Verse] 2]
A dusky scene descends on the journey of late autumn. Looking back, only silence remains. Footsteps sink deep into the cold. The road ahead still holds endless pain.
[Chorus]
The journey is bitter, even if it doesn't matter. The west wind has scattered so many old dreams. The sudden chill of rain soaks my clothes. My body and soul are chilled, even more lonely and desolate.
[Bridge]
If I could live my life over again, would I choose to stay here? Perhaps the dream has shattered in the wind, leaving only the traveler's shadow to walk alone.
[Chorus]
The journey is bitter, even if it doesn't matter. The west wind has scattered so many old dreams. The sudden chill of rain soaks my clothes. My body and soul are chilled, even more lonely and desolate.
[Verse]
I've arrived at the place where I once cut willows. My heart is heavy and hazy. In late autumn, the journey is boundless withered grass. Geese fly away into the sky.
[Chorus]
The journey is far from home, but it doesn't matter. I hate that the west wind has scattered so many dreams. Tomorrow, the journey continues. The cold rain adds to my loneliness.
[Verse 2]
The withered grass covers the old traces. I watch the geese disappear at dusk. My clothes are soaked, and the cold bites my heart. Still, I walk forward.
[Chorus]
The journey is far from home, but it doesn't matter. I hate that the west wind has scattered so many dreams. Tomorrow, the journey continues. The cold rain adds to my loneliness.
[Bridge]
In my dream, I'm home, a boat on the willow bank. Waking up, I'm still drifting thousands of miles. A fallen leaf blows away in the wind. I don't know where it lands.
[Chorus]
The journey is far from home, but it doesn't matter. I hate that the west wind has scattered so many dreams. Tomorrow, the journey continues. The cold rain adds to my loneliness.
[Verse]
I've arrived at the place where I once cut willows. My heart is heavy and hazy. In late autumn, the journey is boundless withered grass. Geese fly away into the sky.
[Chorus]
The journey is far from home, but it doesn't matter. I hate that the west wind has scattered so many dreams. Tomorrow, the journey continues. The cold rain adds to my loneliness.
[Verse 2]
The withered grass covers the old traces. I watch the geese disappear at dusk. My clothes are soaked, and the cold bites my heart. Still, I walk forward.
[Chorus]
The journey is far from home, but it doesn't matter. I hate that the west wind has scattered so many dreams. Tomorrow, the journey continues. The cold rain adds to my loneliness.
[Bridge]
In my dream, I'm home, a boat on the willow bank. Waking up, I'm still drifting thousands of miles. A fallen leaf blows away in the wind. I don't know where it lands.
[Chorus]
The journey is far from home, but it doesn't matter. I hate that the west wind has scattered so many dreams. Tomorrow, the journey continues. The cold rain adds to my loneliness.
[verse]
The moonlight fills the sky. Harvest and reunion are filled with joy. Street lights illuminate the night sky. Joy permeates the crowds.
[verse]
Children's fireworks twinkle. Lovers embrace each other at the night market. The aroma of family barbecue fills the air. Laughter tells of old dreams.
[pre-chorus]
A bright moon shines across thousands of miles. From a corner of the city, gaze at the sky. Breathe in the beautiful breeze of this moment. The moonlight of my hometown is the same.
[chorus]
Some pains cannot be undone. We can only embrace each other in dreams. The future is as cruel as a cold winter. Beautiful illusions eventually become empty.
[chorus]
Other people's joy is like a rainbow. You must pursue your own dreams. Charge forward while you are young. Let the bright moon bear witness to your glory.