華胥引~ 心之逆旅, 華胥為引

       

夢一場她城下作畫 描一幅山水人家
夢一場她起弦風雅 奏一段白頭韶華



也想不相思，可免相思苦，
幾番細思量，寧願相思苦。


風絮飄殘已化萍，泥蓮剛倩藕絲縈；
珍重別拈香一瓣，記前生。
人到情多情轉薄，而今真個悔多情；
又到斷腸回首處，淚偷零。



情到濃時情轉薄，
愛到深處無怨尤。

顧盼流轉、笑語盈然，
猶記那年、共買花載酒，信手少年遊。
匆匆而今、獨飲愁留醉，
孤守兩碧落 為卿一日歡，誤我百年身。

今生 才女幾多錯愛 翻雲覆雨
責罰 餘生罪成思念 終身囚獄
今晚 情願酒刑拷打 愛全招供
祝福 與放手 全是愛卿 無怨無尤

今生 才子幾度情愛 痴心絕對
免責 餘生風流倜儻 豪情再現
今晚 情願燭光盈盈 縈夢繾綣
祝福 與放手 全是君心 幾番思量

點一盞燈 聽一夜孤笛聲
等一個人等得流年三四輪
風吹過重門深庭院幽冷
一紙紅箋約下累世緣分

史書翻過這一頁記憶封存
鴛鴦錦繪下這一段孤獨浮生
一世長安的誓言 誰還在等
誰太認真



夢一場她城下作畫
描一幅山水人家
雪紛紛下 葬了千層塔
生死隔斷 寂寞天涯

夢一場她起弦風雅 
奏一段白頭韶華
雪紛紛下 葬了千層塔
似鏡中月華 他不知真假

夢一場她城下作畫
描一幅山水人家
雪紛紛下 葬了千層塔
生死隔斷 寂寞天涯



夢一場她起弦風雅 
奏一段白頭韶華
雪紛紛下 葬了千層塔
似鏡中月華 他不知真假

長安的誓言啊 史書未寫下

Light a lamp and listen to the the sound of
the lonely flute all night
Waiting for someone as the years flow by
The wind blows by the heavy door,
the inner courtyard is silent and cold
A fate of many lifetimes destined on red paper
Pages of the history turn but
this page of memory is preserved

A pair of embroidered mandarin ducks drew
a lonely floating life
Who is still waiting to fulfill the pledge of
a lifetime of everlasting peace?
Who has taken it too seriously?

She paints by the city wall in a dream
Painted a landscape of the village
The snow falls heavily and
buries the thousand storey pagoda
The separation of life and death,
loneliness at the ends of the world

The sound of her zither is elegant in the dream
She played a measure of glorious youth to old age
The snow falls heavily and
buried the thousand storey pagoda
Like moonlight in the mirror,
he knows not true from false

Brew a pot of tea and pick a sprig of white plum blossom
Hold up a green umbrella in the cold falling rain
he fragrant peach tree blooms at
the graveside in the wind blown sand
Who’s longing has sprouted on the gravestone?

She paints by the city wall in a dream
To paint a landscape of a village
The snow falls heavily and
buries the thousand storey pagoda
The separation of life and death,
loneliness at the ends of the world

The sound of her zither is elegant in the dream
She played a measure of glorious youth to old age
The snow falls heavily and
buries the thousand storey pagoda
Like moonlight in the mirror,
he knows not true from false

The pledge of an everlasting peace
was not recorded in history