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#英文诗意歌词翻译适配演唱韵律古风氛围感可直接用作Suno 歌词
Mist veils the mountain peaks,
Dusk dyes the firmament in ink.
The eternal wind murmurs low,
Sealing immortal years in time.
I tread the frost-covered ancient trail,
Where blossoms once bloomed fine.
My soul sinks into endless void,
No guiding star left to shine.
Giant birds pierce the vault of heaven,
O'er indigo hills and seas they fly.
Oaths carved upon the granite stone,
Worn by the weeping tide gone by.
Bamboo trembles in the shadowed haze,
Hiding a broken heart inside.
Exiled in illusory fleeting days,
Bound by lonely fate forever tied.
Spirit of the soaring bird,
Glides across the ghostly land.
Wild winds snuff out every spark,
Drowning in the shifting sand.
The heaven still remembers,
What the mortal world forgot!
Drifting through the twilight veil,
Wandering through broken spot,
Where ancient spirits fade and rot.
Scarlet leaves drift down and fall,
Lining rugged stone corridor ways.
Thick fog locks the quiet valleys,
Hiding my inner sorrow always.
Dying embers dim and fade,
Deep in the sunless abyss low.
Golden moments break apart,
Buried in an empty tomb below.
Spreading wings toward sapphire distant sky,
No farewell word is ever told.
Only the wind’s sad anthem lingers by,
Fragile dreams melt untold.
Beneath the silent heavenly glow,
I walk the lonely path unseen.
A wandering ghost in my own story,
Trapped in my own fate between.
Spirit of the soaring bird,
Glides across the ghostly land.
Wild winds snuff out every spark,
Drowning in the shifting sand.
The heaven still remembers,
What the mortal world forgot!
Drifting through the twilight veil,
Wandering through broken spot,
Where ancient spirits fade and rot.
