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Fisherman's Pride: Painted Drums Sound from Dusk to Dawn
画鼓声中昏又晓。
时光只解催人老。
求得浅欢风日好。
齐揭调。
神仙一曲渔家傲。
To the beat of painted drums dusk turns to dawn: time knows only how to hasten a man toward age. I beg a shallow joy, since wind and sun are kind. All lift their voices together in tune: a song of the immortals, this "Pride of Fishermen."
绿水悠悠天杳杳。
浮生岂得长年少。
莫惜醉来开口笑。
须信道。
人间万事何时了。
The green water flows far away, the sky more distant still. How should a floating life stay forever young? Do not grudge the open laughter that comes with wine. This you must believe: the myriad affairs of the world — when will they end?
