Silk Ye - 半生雪

霜月落庭前照誰一夜無眠

Shuāng yuè luò tíng qián, zhào shéi yī yè wú mián

提筆驚擾燭火回憶難寫

Tí bǐ jīng rǎo zhú huǒ, huí yì nán xiě

看人間故事都逃不過離別

Kàn rén jiān gù shì, dōu táo bù guò lí bié

數不完的陰晴換圓缺

Shǔ bù wán de yīn qíng huàn yuán quē

半生風雪吹不散花落時節的眼淚

Bàn shēng fēng xuě, chuī bù sàn huā luò shí jié de yǎn lèi

喚不回孤雁終要南飛

Huàn bù huí, gū yàn zhōng yào nán fēi

心事誰了解唯有明月來相隨

Xīn shì shéi liǎo jiě, wéi yǒu míng yuè lái xiāng suí

思念予我眉間又幾分憔悴

Sī niàn yǔ wǒ méi jiān yòu jǐ fēn qiáo cuì

半生風雪吹不散歲月留下的眼淚

Bàn shēng fēng xuě, chuī bù sàn suì yuè liú xià de yǎn lèi

換不回青絲已盡成灰

Huàn bù huí, qīng sī yǐ jìn chéng huī

結局誰來寫寫不完愛恨纏綿

Jié jú shéi lái xiě, xiě bù wán ài hèn chán mián

徒我顧影自憐自嘆又幾遍

Tú wǒ gù yǐng zì lián, zì tàn yòu jǐ biàn

霜月落庭前照誰一夜無眠 (一夜無眠)

Shuāng yuè luò tíng qián, zhào shéi yī yè wú mián (yī yè wú mián)

提筆驚擾燭火回憶難寫

Tí bǐ jīng rǎo zhú huǒ, huí yì nán xiě

看人間故事都逃不過離別

Kàn rén jiān gù shì, dōu táo bù guò lí bié

數不完的陰晴換圓缺

Shǔ bù wán de yīn qíng huàn yuán quē

半生風雪吹不散花落時節的眼淚

Bàn shēng fēng xuě, chuī bù sàn huā luò shí jié de yǎn lèi

喚不回孤雁終要南飛

Huàn bù huí, gū yàn zhōng yào nán fēi

心事誰了解唯有明月來相隨

Xīn shì shéi liǎo jiě, wéi yǒu míng yuè lái xiāng suí

思念予我眉間又幾分憔悴

Sī niàn yǔ wǒ méi jiān yòu jǐ fēn qiáo cuì

半生風雪吹不散歲月留下的眼淚

Bàn shēng fēng xuě, chuī bù sàn suì yuè liú xià de yǎn lèi

換不回青絲已盡成灰

Huàn bù huí, qīng sī yǐ jìn chéng huī

結局誰來寫寫不完愛恨纏綿

Jié jú shéi lái xiě, xiě bù wán ài hèn chán mián

徒我顧影自憐自嘆又幾遍

Tú wǒ gù yǐng zì lián, zì tàn yòu jǐ biàn

半生風雪吹不散歲月留下的眼淚

Bàn shēng fēng xuě, chuī bù sàn suì yuè liú xià de yǎn lèi

換不回青絲已盡成灰

Huàn bù huí, qīng sī yǐ jìn chéng huī

結局誰來寫寫不完愛恨纏綿

Jié jú shéi lái xiě, xiě bù wán ài hèn chán mián

徒我顧影自憐自嘆又幾遍

Tú wǒ gù yǐng zì lián, zì tàn yòu jǐ biàn

English Translation

The frosted moon falls before the courtyard,

Shining on someone who lies sleepless through the night.

Lifting my brush, I startle the candle’s flame —

The memories are too hard to write down.

All the stories of the human world

Cannot escape the sorrow of parting.

Countless times, the moon has shifted

From full to waning, from bright to dim.

Half a lifetime of wind and snow

Cannot blow away the tears of springtime’s fallen flowers.

No call can bring back the lonely wild goose —

It must still fly south in the end.

Who could ever understand the matters of my heart?

Only the bright moon keeps me company.

My longing paints weariness upon my brow.

Half a lifetime of wind and snow

Cannot scatter the tears that time has left behind.

Nothing can bring back the past —

The black hair has turned to ashes of gray.

Who will write the ending of this tale?

The loves and hatreds are endless and entwined.

In vain I gaze upon my own reflection,

Pitying myself, sighing again and again.

The frosted moon falls before the courtyard,

Shining on someone who lies sleepless through the night (sleepless through the night).

Lifting my brush, I startle the candle’s flame —

The memories are too hard to write down.

All the stories of the human world

Cannot escape the sorrow of parting.

Countless times, the moon has shifted

From full to waning, from bright to dim.

Half a lifetime of wind and snow

Cannot blow away the tears of springtime’s fallen flowers.

No call can bring back the lonely wild goose —

It must still fly south in the end.

Who could ever understand the matters of my heart?

Only the bright moon keeps me company.

My longing paints weariness upon my brow.

Half a lifetime of wind and snow

Cannot scatter the tears that time has left behind.

Nothing can bring back the past —

The black hair has turned to ashes of gray.

Who will write the ending of this tale?

The loves and hatreds are endless and entwined.

In vain I gaze upon my own reflection,

Pitying myself, sighing again and again.

Half a lifetime of wind and snow

Cannot scatter the tears that time has left behind.

Nothing can bring back the past —

The black hair has turned to ashes of gray.

Who will write the ending of this tale?

The loves and hatreds are endless and entwined.

In vain I gaze upon my own reflection,

Pitying myself, sighing again and again.

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