A blade of frost splits the sky in two
A lonely swan on snow leaves no residue
One step one fall a thousand miles fade from view
The dying sun bleeds red on robes of chill
A wind blows through no trace just one man’s will
He brushes off the dust hides glory in the shade
Beyond the mountain range only twilight clouds cascade
He brushes off the dust hides glory in the shade
A jar of bitter wine the river’s night rain made
The dying sun bleeds red on robes of chill
A wind blows through no trace just one man’s will
He brushes off the dust hides glory in the shade
Beyond the mountain range only twilight clouds cascade
He brushes off the dust hides glory in the shade
A jar of bitter wine the river’s night rain made
The road is long mist and water wide
Already deep in a thousand peaks nowhere to hide
He brushes off the dust hides glory in the shade
Beyond the mountain range only twilight clouds cascade
He brushes off the dust hides glory in the shade
A jar of bitter wine the river’s night rain made
