‘Red Dust Inn' Lyrics by Fang Wenshan, Music by Jay Chou
The end of the world is wind and sand
The stories of the red dust are called concern
The sealed sword vanishes in ordinary households
Under the eastern fence, idle clouds, wild cranes, ancient temples fast horses
In the martial world, fighting is nothing but fame and profit, hard to let go
How can those with rivers and mountains in their heart be carefree and unrestrained?
I only wish to share with you
Gray hair, sword drawn, grudges settled
Who laughs, I only wish this day
To hold you in my arms
Red Dust Inn, the wind is like a knife
Sudden rain falls, fate knocks
Let the martial world see whoever leads the style, I only
Bend for you, passing through desolate villages and wild bridges
Seeking the world beyond, the old paths
Far from the dust and clamour of human life
Willow catkins float, holding your hand freely
Under the eaves, the window lattice slants, reflecting the branches
Sitting on the ground with you, we drink tea
I use meticulous brushwork to firmly record you
Picking up the brush, not for elegance
Under the lamp, sighing at the fleeting beauty
I say fate is like practicing Zen, without words
Your tears like pear blossoms
Falling all over the world on paper
Love and hate like freehand brushwork in landscape painting
Sword drawn, grudges settled, who laughs
I only wish this day to hold you in my arms
Red Dust Inn, the wind is like a knife
Sudden rain falls, fate knocks
Let the martial world see whoever leads the style, I only
Bend for you, passing through desolate villages and wild bridges
Seeking the world beyond, the old paths
Far from the dust and clamour of human life
Willow catkins float, holding your hand freely
Let the martial world see whoever leads the style, I only
Bend for you
You look back so charming
I, tears in my eyes, with a smile
Wine banners in the wind rustle
Sword drawn, grudges settled
