髮如雪 [Fà rú xuě] [Hair Like Snow] [English translation]

The wolf tooth moon, she is so raggard,

I raise a cup, drinking up the wind and snow.

Who overturns the past life, overturning dust with sorrow?

Fate writes a farewell, recurring through multiple lifetimes.

You wrinkle your brows, crying for a beauty never returning

Though history turned into ashes, my love never extinguishes.

The bustle is like all the waters heading east--

I only take a ladle of understanding love,

only longing for your incarnation into a butterfly.

Your hair is like snow, poignantly leaving,

who is touched when I burn incense?

Inviting the bright moon to lighten up memories,

love is perfected under the moonlight.

Your hair is like snow, swirling about with tears

For whom I grow old waiting for?

The drunken human world, the tipsy years,

I don't regret the tablet engraved with "I love you forever."

Your hair is like snow, poignantly leaving,

who is touched when I burn incense?

Inviting the bright moon to lighten up memories,

love is perfected under the moonlight.

Your hair is like snow, swirling about with tears

For whom I grow old waiting for?

The drunken human world, the tipsy years.

The wolf tooth moon, she is so raggard,

I raise a cup, drinking up the wind and snow.

Who overturns the past life, overturning dust with sorrow?

Fate writes a farewell, recurring through multiple lifetimes.

You wrinkle your brows, crying for a beauty never returning

Though history turned into ashes, my love never extinguishes.

The bustle is like all the waters heading east--

I only take a ladle of understanding love,

only longing for your incarnation into a butterfly.

Your hair is like snow, poignantly leaving,

who is touched when I burn incense?

Inviting the bright moon to lighten up memories,

love is perfected under the moonlight.

Your hair is like snow, swirling about with tears

For whom I grow old waiting for?

The drunken human world, the tipsy years,

I don't regret the tablet engraved with "I love you forever."

Your hair is like snow, poignantly leaving,

who is touched when I burn incense?

Inviting the bright moon to lighten up memories,

love is perfected under the moonlight.

Your hair is like snow, swirling about with tears

For whom I grow old waiting for?

The drunken human world, the tipsy years,

Your hair is like snow, poignantly leaving,

who is touched when I burn incense?

Inviting the bright moon to lighten up memories,

love is perfected under the moonlight.

Your hair is like snow, swirling about with tears

For whom I grow old waiting for?

The drunken human world, the tipsy years,

I don't regret the tablet engraved with "I love you forever."

lalalalalalala

lalalalalalala

The bronze mirror reflects without regret; tying a ponytail,

you seem to behave badly. I keep company with wine in this life.

lalalalalalala

lalalalalalala

The bronze mirror reflects without regret; tying a ponytail,

you seem to behave badly. I keep company with wine in this life.