The Ballad of the Sleepwalker
Green, how I love your green color.
Green wind, green branches.
The boat is on the sea,
the horse is in the mountains.
The shadow was wrapped around her waist,
She was dreaming on the balcony.
Green skin, green hair,
And eyes as cool as silver.
Green, how much I love your green color.
Under the gypsy moon,
everything looked at her,
but she could not see them.
Green, how I love your green,
the stars of the frost flowers
and the darkness that opens the way to the dawn
of fish come together.
The figs use sandpaper-like branches
Grub against the wind,
Mountains, untamed cats,
Hand up angry dragons tongue orchid.
But who will come? From where?
She lingered on the balcony,
green skin, green hair,
dreaming of the bitter sea.
——Friend, I want to
trade my horse for your house,
trade my saddle for your mirror,
< p>Exchange my dagger for your blanket.Friend, I came back bleeding from the Cabral Pass.
-If I can do it, young man,
This deal will be a success.
But I am no longer me.
My house is no longer mine.
―Friend, I want to die on my own iron bed
with fine linen sheets if possible
.
Didn’t you see me
The wound from chest to throat?
―Your white shirt
is stained with three hundred brown roses,
your blood is still smelly
It leaks out from under your belt.
But I am no longer me,
My house is no longer mine.
―At least let me climb up
this high balcony;
Let me come up, let me
climb up that green balcony.
The balcony of the moon,
where the water echoes.
So the two partners
walked towards the high balcony.
Leave a trail of blood.
Leave a trail of tears.
Many small iron lanterns
flickered on the roof.
Thousands of crystal tambourines,
are hurting Dawn.
Green, how much I love your greenness,
Green wind, green branches.
Two partners go up together.
The Changfeng is tasting
the peculiar taste of gall, mint and jade vanilla
.
Friend, tell me, where is she?
Where is your bitter girl?
How many times has she waited for you!
How many times has she waited for you,
with a cold face and black hair,
on this green balcony!
The gypsy girl
swayed on the pool.
Green skin, green hair,
And eyes as cool as silver.
Icicles of Moonlight
Hold her on the water.
The night is so intimate
It’s like a small square.
The drunken military policeman,
is knocking on the door.
Green, how much I love your green color.
Green wind, green branches.
The boat is on the sea,
the horse is in the mountains.