《芈月传》The Legend of Miyue
Wishing for the ordinary life, walking alone, feeling both burning and cold.
Thank the heavens for leaving a drop of warmth for me to enjoy.
Only then can I face the thousands of leagues of ivory sand.
The torrents rushing into my heart cannot be measured.
The sorrows and anxieties of the world are relentless, never ending.
Partings and farewells, I’ll tell you them all.
I hope, dear heavens, that after my life,
you will let all mortals be with their love.
My heart heads toward the blooming jade palaces.
Bury love and hate into the earth in order to gain peace.
My heart heads toward the light of the lone flame.
The full moon is particularly desolate this night.