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Unwilling to be stained by right and wrong, yet things go against my will

The flower in my heart withers, time never returns

I wish to wash away the vanity, dust off the worldly grime

Then share a pot of clear wine with you, intoxicated for a lifetime

Unwilling to be stained by right and wrong, yet things go against my will

The flower in my heart withers, time never returns

Memories toss and turn, nothing hurts more than this heartache

I only wish for a life without regrets, flying far with the fragrance of flowers

A pot of clear wine, a body covered in dust

A single thought comes and goes, spending the rest of life without regret

A cycle of spring and autumn, births and deaths, vanity and disputes

When the flowers bloom, I'll get drunk once more

Unwilling to be stained by right and wrong, yet things go against my will

The flower in my heart withers, time never returns

Memories toss and turn, nothing hurts more than this heartache

I only wish for a life without regrets, flying far with the fragrance of flowers

A pot of clear wine, a body covered in dust

A single thought comes and goes, spending the rest of life without regret

A cycle of spring and autumn, births and deaths, vanity and disputes

Looking back, I sip the lingering taste of heart-wine

May this lifetime of time no longer wither

When the flowers bloom, I'll get drunk once more

May this lifetime of time no longer wither

Looking back, I sip the lingering taste of heart-wine

A pot of clear wine, a body covered in dust

A single thought comes and goes, spending the rest of life without regret

A memory, births and deaths, settles the heart

Looking back, I sip the lingering taste of heart-wine