采薇歌詞英文版

　　For the snow comes,

　　And hot jug of wine,

　　The lonely, lingering entrance.

　　Large cold nights, mountain the other end, red cloud out,

　　A small hearth, that first song

　　Inadvertently be written.

　　Before the dew, wheat immature,

　　Is precisely the early autumn,

　　About leaving, will Chaifei tap.

　　Cream Ridge also soaked red eyes,

　　That song, choking in the throat,

　　Silence could not bear to go back.

　　"You are still small, Plucking together,

　　For the warm wind, into the early core,

　　Asked from the people, the mountains and flow of seasons old?

　　You first married, single Plucking,

　　Dew is still rare, has emerald leaves,

　　Asked the hiring, a dry one where Homeward luxuriantly? "

　　Rain did not stop the season,

　　Brewing tea try a new leaf,

　　To time, cup overlap.

　　Under the eaves, the water, such as diarrhea, onto clothing, but are not aware, Research to open the ink, just after Grain in Ear,

　　Write to the second half of the song Que.

　　Vernal Equinox, the flowers did not thank,

　　Can still pick,

　　But Mother, ask Jesus is not Jesus?

　　Branches are also covered eyelids Hong residue,

　　Who sings that song,

　　Just finished singing the first section.

　　"You are still young, Plucking together,

　　For the warm wind, into the early core,

　　Asked from the people, the mountains and flow of seasons old?

　　You first married, single Plucking,

　　Dew is still rare, has emerald leaves,

　　Asked the hiring, a dry one where Homeward luxuriantly?

　　You has old memories Plucking,

　　Not withered grass, and heading,

　　Asked he died, Hu did not return until the fires burn?

　　I go past, willow down,

　　Today I came, the snow started falling,

　　Asked the enemy, may be credited when the high singing "Plucking"? "

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