Yewudong nishang
Your dancing clothes are floating in the wind.
Tear open a faint fragrance
Wet dream fell into deep hesitation.
The wind blew the starlight.
Brush your face gently.
Dancing willows stroll at night.
Gradually dance to the distant sky.
Your shadow awakens the sleeping cassock.
Sake reflects the dragon crossing the boat.
Nostalgic dance clothes are stained with the wind.