Red Cliff Page #6

That shouldn't be too difficult

Great!

I never imagined that our soldiers are also great athletes!

This is what I call interesting!

Over all these years we been on the battlefields,

we were never once defeated

But like a game of Cuju,

It cannot be exciting when one side always wins!

For the battle of Red Cliff,

we are ready

I want to see how those rebels react

once we throw out the ball!

Shaking the earth, waves hand in hand flow

No earthly wine can rival the moon's glow

A smile knows what no words can know

A passing glance and all is white snow

Let the mind, not the hands, defend and fight

Walls of iron cannot stop our might

This life, not in vain, not in spite

From every crucible, a phoenix takes flight

Wipe not our tears. Let them dry on the air

This war is one our hearts declare

Victory won with beauty and flair

Rise together! Even a loss we can bear

No fear of this long night we share

Let the cries of war be our song

No comrade-in-arms shall our memories wrong

White waves of the Yangtze so long

Seething, as before, in our hearts so strong

Why not let the cries of war be our song?

Waves that crack the cliffs shall not be wrong

Brief voices speak out. From the heart they flow

No earthly wine can rival the moon's glow

A smile knows what no words can know

A passing glance and all is white snow

Let the mind, not the hands, defend and fight

Walls of iron cannot stop our might

This life, not in vain, not in spite

From every crucible, a phoenix takes flight

Minds in battle will clash and collide

in this war that our hearts decide

Let war bring peace to the world so wide

Rise up together and battle with pride!

Let no man fear the long night outside

Let the cries of war be our song

No comrade-in-arms shall our memories wrong

White waves of the Yangtze so long

Seething, as before, in our hearts so strong

Why not let the cries of war be our song?

Waves that crack the cliffs shall not be wrong

A moment so fast, where did it fly?

A wine so sweet, let me drink it dry

A wound meant for my ally

is a medal I hold high

Every joy, every sigh

our laugh does belie

The moon lights the sky

let us drink our glasses dry

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