前奏
主歌
Who remembers at sixteen, from a humble home by the blue-stone lane
Cold winds strike Yama’s jade hall;the night court takes its place
A jade-white woman kneels fear written on her face
Chains ring;the Judge is wroth;ghost guards in two rows stand
“Why were you wed to two”he asks and lifts his hand
预副歌
A red bridal sedan bore me to a noble hall’s domain
The Eight Princes’war rose;one pill preserved my face
Buried alive or dead sealed in a cold jade case
副歌
Forty years in the coffin with soil and frost to chill;
No sky above the world has changed—the moonlight holds me still
Then one night the grave was broken heaven and earth spun wild and drear;
A young man broke through the underworld and took my hand with a lamp near
尾奏
The Lao Zhuang temple’s courtyard deep its fence runs long and low;
My daughter cries;the swallows nest;peace in the evening glow
I thought old debts were settled then one stroke across the score;
Who knew an old ghost would smash the mountain gate and come for more
副歌
If he is guilty I will share his blame;
If he must pay I will bear the same
My wandering soul pours out its heartfelt pain;
Through reincarnation I will remember him again
If he lives I will hold his hand;
If he dies beside him stand
On the Yellow Spring road Meng Po’s cup—
With you I’ll split and drink it up
尾奏
I do not envy gold and jade piled high in a hall;
I only ask one acre of mulberry behind the wall
You carry water I pick leaves;the days are quiet and slow;
Before our gate the willows turn yellow year by year as seasons go
