Lyrics: Wang Lee Hom
Translation: Rycolaa from YouTube[Chorus:]
Know people, know aspects, know yourself, know your enemy, also know your heart
The ancients said this is precisely what a good friend is
Know each other, pity each other, be kind and love each other, also remember each other
Your friends, will you often think of them?
What year, what month, what day, what time will we meet once again?
When can we raise our wine glass to speak joyously about our memories?
Many, many, deep and profound memories
So many songs, I only want to sing them for you
In the spring and the autumn, Bo Ya was renown for his Guqin skills
The submerged fish also breaks the surface, the pony listens intently as it gazes at the food
Listening intently to the sound of loneliness
The world's most famous and undoubted best friend
Until Zi Qi, hearing Bo Ya's Guqin and reading his mood
Great friends, the scenery seems to have learned souls
The green mountains, the running water is like a mirror
With nothing to say, but surpassing the world's words
Listen: gong, shang, jue, zhi, yu
[pre-Tang Dynasty musical scale]
Those yet to be written lyrics are the extended sounds of the bow string
Pour a cup of wine, hold it in your fist, be concerned about a line of verse
A thousand years later it continues once again, the unchanging melody
When the spring snow melts the summer scenery
The autumn breeze delivers me a letter
(dong dong luo lu qiang dong dong luo long qiang)
Longing for the four seasons once again
[Chorus:]
Some year, some month, some day, Bo Ya seeks Zi Qi once more
The scenery is still as green as before, but Zi Qi has already passed away
Touching the scenery and Guqin even though it hurts
Bo Ya cuts the strings, only because he is once again without his good friend
After a thousand years, I once again play the Guqin
An even colder arrow, even colder words and sarcastic comments
Please listen, please softly listen to the public
Singing for you eternally, unrelinquished good friend
Listen: ting, gong, shang, jue, zhi, yu
Those yet to be written lyrics are oh, oh, oh
Pour a cup of wine, hold it in your fist, be concerned about a line of verse
A thousand years later, it continues once again, the unchanging melody
When the spring snow melts the summer scenery
The autumn breeze delivers me a letter
(dong dong luo lu qiang dong dong luo long qiang)
Longing for the four seasons once again
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