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Verse 1
Rain fades away by Hanyang riverside,
Moonlight spills o’er lonely boat side.
Zither string snaps with sudden sound,
Not broken chord, but heaven’s soft profound.
Mountains loom beneath fingertips slow,
Silent peaks all gently bow and know.
Rivers surge from lute’s carved frame,
Eternal tides keep faithful claim.
You stand ashore in plain woodwear clad,
Reading all my heart’s grand dreams unsaid.
Verse 2
Willow winds caress old sworn alliance,
Years of study pass in soft compliance.
You hide fine hair in sleeve silent still,
I catch your gentle glow fulfill.
We read old verses of birds’ sweet cry,
Not seeking friends, but waiting reply.
Till plain robes rest beside cold mound,
Butterfly breaks cocoon late profound.
Only then I truly understand,
Our school bond bound our fate hand in hand.
Chorus
Souls align with one single spark,
No need to stay close day and dark.
Thrill strikes when strings abruptly break,
Soft stir before butterflies wake.
Kindred bonds are destined fate,
High mountains meet flowing stream’s state.
Boya meets his loyal Ziqí friend,
Yingtai lays all her heart without end.
This tie no divined fortune sign,
Two hearts tuned to the same starline.
Bridge
Hear old zither tunes sweep ancient stone,
Beats repeat our first meeting tone.
See willow shades along farewell way,
Melodies blend through every stray.
Strongest vows need no cinnabar ink,
They dwell in souls that truly think.
You catch the pause I fail to play,
I know your verse left unsigned away.
Epilogue (Chant Style)
Where dwells the soul’s pure resonance?
Moonlight glides o’er Hanyang distance.
Incense drifts past grass bridge lane,
Wind lingers round lute platform plain.
It stays the instant eyes meet gaze,
The warm light of love never fades.