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（成都市城市主题宣传曲•系列作品）
作词: 东山居士&泽希
混音：东山居士
Shu brocade loom—the shuttle still runs
two thousand years strong
One silk thread must pass through thirty-six steps all day long
The master takes off his glasses threads the heddle with care
"This craft from the Han Dynasty till now—we still repair "
Silk threads stitch
Not just fabric rich
But the time zones' hitch
Between East and West a bridge
Chengdu gives me brocade—I clothe the world with grace
Between the warp and weft—ancient Shu's secrets interlace
Chengdu gives me silk—I gift the ages with renewal's face
Patterns from a thousand years—now walk Paris runways
keeping pace
At Chengdu Museum a French designer stops and stares
This pattern "Five Stars Rise in the East
Benefiting China"—she declares
Could be the inspiration for this year's haute couture
The Shu brocade factory director smiles
"Two thousand years ago for sure
We already understood 'Chinese style'—that's pure "
Silk threads stitch
Not just fabric rich
But the time zones' hitch
Between East and West a bridge
Chengdu gives me brocade—I clothe the world with grace
Between the warp and weft—ancient Shu's secrets interlace
Chengdu gives me silk—I gift the ages with renewal's face
Patterns from a thousand years—now walk Paris runways
keeping pace
The silver filigree artisan—draws wire thinner than hair
He says this craft—a lifetime learning still more to share
Youngsters come and go—the one who stays has shining eyes
The master says: "Enough—one person's enough to realize "
Chengdu gives me brocade—I clothe the world with grace
Between the warp and weft—ancient Shu's secrets interlace
Chengdu gives me silk—I gift the ages with renewal's face
Patterns from a thousand years—now walk Paris runways
keeping pace
The silver filigree artisan—draws wire thinner than hair
He says this craft—a lifetime learning still more to share
Youngsters come and go—the one who stays has shining eyes
The master says: "Enough—one person's enough to realize "
At Milan Design Week Chengdu pavilion queues extend
Foreigners drape Shu brocade scarves
twirl and take selfies without end
Say the touch is like clouds like a mother's embrace so warm
They don't know—two thousand years ago this cloud took form
Floating over Chengdu's sky through sun and storm
Chengdu gives me brocade—I clothe the world with grace
Silk threads stitch not just fabric—but time zones' time and space
Chengdu gives me craft—I gift the ages with renewal's face
Art never ages—it just finds new hands to keep the pace