[Verse 1] How many spring winds make rouge flowers fall, Petals rain down upon the tower tall. Among the paths, a butterfly takes flight, Yet nowhere can I find your shadow bright. By the stone bridge, a lamp lights the stream, To piece your silhouette from a dream. This cool town's sorrows are hard to comprehend, Why blame the willows? There's no need to contend. [Chorus 1] Flowers fall in the town like your turning glance, Your tenderness fades with the horse's advance. Who in the hill pavilion waits for rain, To row a lonely boat, but all in vain? One man, one town, a jug of wine I hold, Alone I watch the flower rain unfold. The hills and streams beyond the pass still stand, The moon on river hazy, wild geese leave the land. [Verse 2] Midnight like ink, the crescent moon weaves, Painting ten thousand lights on eaves. Where flower rain ends and revelry dies, No one comes to breathe its sighs. Through the blossoms I roam, hidden from sight, In the mortal world, lost to the night. My letter of longing sent, all in vain, Looking back, no one remains. [Chorus 2] Flowers fall in the town like your turning glance, Your tenderness fades with the horse's advance. Who in the hill pavilion waits for rain, To row a lonely boat, but all in vain? One man, one town, a jug of wine I hold, Drunk I watch the flower rain unfold. The hills and streams beyond the pass still stand, The moon on river hazy, wild geese leave the land. [Final Chorus] Flowers fall in the town like your turning glance, Your tenderness fades with the horse's advance. Who in the hill pavilion hears lovesick sighs, Where a lone goose drowns in the rainy skies? One man, one town, a jug of wine I hold, Sword in hand, flower rain again unfolds. The hills and streams beyond the pass remain, The moon on river hazy, no wild geese again.
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