Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Huan Ni Baby Song
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Qinglong Yu
Songwriter
Testi
蜀道难(英文版)
作曲:于清龙
演唱:环尼宝贝
Alas! How steep! How high
The road to Shu is harder than climbing to the sky
Since Can Cong and Yu Fu founded the state
So many years have passed in a state of oblivion
Some forty-eight thousand years have gone by
With no intercourse with the land of Qin
To the west
above Taibai Mountain, there's a bird track
Which cuts across the crest of Mount Emei
The earth crumbled and mountains toppled
burying the brave men
And then stone ladders and plank roads were linked up
Above, the sun is turned back by the lofty peaks where six dragons drive the
sun-chariot
Below, the torrential rapids and whirling eddies dash back the flowing waters
Even the yellow crane can't fly over it
The gibbons would worry about scaling it
How winding is the Green Mud Path
It winds around the crags and peaks with countless twists and turns
When I touch the stars and pass by the well, I hold my breath in awe
I sit and heave long sighs
stroking my chest with my hand
May I ask when you will return from your journey to the west
The dreadful path with its craggy rocks is impossible to climb
I only see sad birds crying in the ancient trees
The male flying and the female following, circling the woods
I also hear the cuckoo crying under the moonlit night sky
Saddening the empty mountains
The road to Shu is harder than climbing to the sky
Hearing this makes one's complexion fade
The continuous peaks are less than a foot away from the sky
Withered pine trees hang upside down
leaning against the sheer cliffs
The flying torrents and cascading waterfalls vie with each other in roaring
The swirling waters and rolling stones thunder through thousands of valleys
So perilous is it
Alas, why do you people from afar come here
The Jianmen Pass is lofty and precipitous
One man guards the pass
and ten thousand cannot force it open
If the guards are not trustworthy relatives
They will turn into wolves and jackals
In the morning
avoid the fierce tigers
In the evening
avoid the long snakes
They gnash their teeth and suck blood
Killing people like hemp
Although the City of Brocade is said to be a pleasant place
It's better to return home early
The road to Shu is harder than climbing to the sky
Leaning to the west and looking afar
I heave long sighs
Written by: 于清龙

