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Poem Under the Glaze（国风古风版•V3.8）
（长沙市城市宣传主题音乐系列）
作词：泽希（Zesen）& 东山居士（Easthill Hermit）
混音：东山居士（Easthill Hermit）
The kiln fires of Tang
Have burned a thousand years without dying
The crimson flames at Xiangpu Mouth
Lit up Li Qunyu‘s nights
The thousand-year clay turns on the wheel
Turning through High Tang
Turning through Five Dynasties
Turning to the fingertips of today
The brown and green paintings under the glaze
Hidden beneath the transparent coat
Never fading
Like that poem written on the bowl‘s base
Waiting for someone to read
A poem under the glaze
Waiting for a thousand years for someone who understands
You were born before me
I was born after you were already old
The poem written on the bowl‘s base
Written for a thousand years
The kiln fires of Tang
Never died
The poem on the needle‘s tip has walked a thousand years
By the banks of the Xiang
The embroiderer uses Bengmao stitch to embroider the ages
The tiger in the silk thread has roared a thousand years
Embroidered flowers smell like blossoms
Embroidered birds seem to fly to the sky
Embroidered tigers move with the wind
Stitch by stitch
All of it time
The ship called Black Stone sank to the seafloor
Sixty thousand porcelain pieces slept for a thousand years
The poems on the broken shards
Can still be read
A thousand miles apart with no date of return
A thousand-year-old longing
Is the same as today
The kiln fire never dies
Not because the fire won’t stop
But because someone keeps adding wood
Ah——Ah——
A poem under the glaze
Waiting for a thousand years for someone who understands
You were born before me
I was born after you were already old
The poem written on the bowl‘s base
Written for a thousand years
The kiln fires of Tang
Never died
A thousand-year kiln fire——
