[Intro] Across the water, lanterns tremble, Across the news, the warships gleam, A letter walks through sleepless cities, Carrying an ancient dream. [Verse 1] Confucius sits beside the morning, Telling power to become kind, Lao Tzu whispers to the thunder, Leave the needless blade behind. Mozi counts the cost of conquest, Buddha hears the widows cry, Every empire has a mirror, Every missile has a sky. [Pre-Chorus] He wei gui, harmony is precious, Let the old words cross the sea; No one wins a burning harbour, No one owns eternity. [Chorus] Harmony is precious, More precious than pride, More precious than the iron That waits on either side. Harmony is precious, Let wisdom be strong; May the ancient heart awaken Before the modern wrong. [Verse 2] Send the dancers, send the scholars, Send the rice, the book, the song, Send the trade that feeds the children, Not the fleet that proves you strong. Let the cultures meet like rivers, Let the markets learn to breathe, Let the dragon guard the garden, Not set fire to the leaves. [Hook] He wei gui, he wei gui, Harmony is precious to me. [Extension 1 - Verse 3] There are ways to win without wounding, There are roads no tanks can take, There are bridges built by patience That no frightened kings can break. Human aid is also strategy, Mercy also makes a name, And a nation rich in culture Does not need to conquer flame. [Bridge] Online voices, harbour lights, Temples under satellite nights, Tea and commerce, verse and code, All can share the heavier road. If the world becomes a table, If the table learns to hear, Then the future may be stable, Then the child can sleep from fear. [Chorus] Harmony is precious, More precious than pride, More precious than the iron That waits on either side. Harmony is precious, Let wisdom be strong; May the ancient heart awaken Before the modern wrong. [Instrumental] Erhu rises, choir answers, Guzheng sparkles like rain. [Extension 2 - Final Movement] I am only one voice writing, From another southern shore, But I hate the waste of sorrow, I have seen enough of war. May the leaders learn the poets, May the generals learn restraint, May the strong be strong in mercy, May the proud confess the faint. [Final Moral] The oldest wisdom is not ancient If it saves a life today; A peaceful hand can shape a century More than any blade displayed. [Final Chorus] Harmony is precious, More precious than pride, More precious than the iron That waits on either side. Harmony is precious, Let wisdom be strong; May the ancient heart awaken Before the modern wrong. [Outro] He wei gui, he wei gui, Let the waters stay unbroken. He wei gui, he wei gui, Let the gentle word be spoken.