Eternal Whispers, the Yellow River's waters descend from Heaven, Flowing to the sea never to return. Eternal W…
Eternal Whispers, the Yellow River's waters descend from Heaven,
Flowing to the sea never to return.
Eternal Whispers, bright mirrors in high halls mourn white hair,
Morning like black silk, evening turned to snow.
Life's joys must be fully savored,
Let not golden goblets face the moon in vain.
Heaven gave me talents meant for use,
Spend a thousand gold, it returns again.
Boil lamb, butcher ox, be merry awhile,
Drink three hundred cups in one sitting.
Master Cen, Pill Hill sage,
Bring wine, cups never cease.
Sing you a song,
Lend me your ears to listen.
Bells and drums, fine food count not as treasure,
Only long drunkenness is real pleasure.
Since ancient times sages have been lonely,
Only drinkers leave their names.
Prince Chen feasted in Pinglong joy,
Ten thousand coins for wine, laughter unrestrained.
Why say the host lacks money?
Go buy wine and we'll drink together.
Dappled horse, furs worth a fortune,
Call the boy to trade for fine wine,
And melt eternal sorrow with you.