Lyrics and translation 裂天 - 家國天下

家國天下

夜 湧動荒涼奔波
心底思念隨羌笛聲散落
月 照耀萬家燈火
號角起心緒又開始沉默
山 守忠骨裹馬革
甲胄上刀痕添了幾許殘破
雲 伴英靈遮魂魄
戰鼓錯落暴虎斬盡妖魔
刀光劍影來去自若
千軍萬馬踏過山河
繁星天邊劃落
挑起了眼中燎原烈火
大荒烽煙起
明朝鐵馬披霜守膝前承歡
此去一别過忘川 生死作笑談
何夕刀光寒
把酒臨風當時長風吹晝短
萬里江山應有我 金戈止戰亂
雨 蕩盡天地混濁
荒野之外孤墳又添了幾座
風 拂過家鄉城郭
隱約傳來是誰兒時的歌
刀光劍影來去自若
千軍萬馬踏過山河
繁星天邊劃落
挑起了眼中燎原烈火
大荒烽煙起 明朝鐵馬披霜
守膝前承歡
此去一别過忘川 生死作笑談
何夕刀光寒
把酒臨風當時長風吹晝短
萬里江山應有我 金戈止戰亂
將士猶未還
胸口家書上落筆幾番輾轉
萬里外捷報頻傳 回首故人嘆
淚眼朦朧看
峥嶸歲月暢談盛世有萬般
卸甲山林隱鄉關 天下家國安
卸甲山林隱鄉關 天下家國安

Homeland and Country

The night surges with desolate wandering,
Thoughts of home scatter with the sound of the Qiang flute.
The moon illuminates the lights of countless homes,
As the horns rise, my heart falls silent once more.
The mountains guard loyal bones wrapped in horse leather,
Scars upon armor, adding to their broken state.
Clouds accompany heroic spirits, shielding their souls,
War drums clash, slaying demons and ferocious tigers.
The glint of blades comes and goes with ease,
Thousands of troops and horses trample across the land.
Shooting stars streak across the horizon,
Igniting a wildfire within my eyes.
Beacon fires rise in the vast wilderness,
Tomorrow, ironclad horses will brave the frost, protecting those who bring joy.
This parting leads us past the River of Forgetfulness, where life and death become a jest.
On which night will the blade gleam cold?
Raising a cup to the wind, when the long wind blows, the day grows short.
My place is within this vast land, with golden spears to quell the chaos.
The rain washes away the world's impurities,
Beyond the wilderness, lonely graves add to their number.
The wind brushes past my hometown's walls,
Faintly carrying the echo of a childhood song.
The glint of blades comes and goes with ease,
Thousands of troops and horses trample across the land.
Shooting stars streak across the horizon,
Igniting a wildfire within my eyes.
Beacon fires rise in the vast wilderness, tomorrow, ironclad horses will brave the frost,
Protecting those who bring joy.
This parting leads us past the River of Forgetfulness, where life and death become a jest.
On which night will the blade gleam cold?
Raising a cup to the wind, when the long wind blows, the day grows short.
My place is within this vast land, with golden spears to quell the chaos.
The soldiers have yet to return,
The letter from home upon my chest, rewritten countless times.
News of victory travels from afar, while old friends sigh in remembrance.
Through tear-filled eyes, I see,
In those峥嵘 years, we spoke of a prosperous age with endless possibilities.
Removing our armor, we retreat to the mountains and forests, finding peace in our hometowns, the world and our country safe.
Removing our armor, we retreat to the mountains and forests, finding peace in our hometowns, the world and our country safe.