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Bone-dry Desert
Liangzhou Blues #2
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*****Wang Han
Peerless wine,
Cups that glitter in moonlight,
We crave a drink,
On horseback a pipa player urges us on.
Don't laugh at us,
As we roll dead drunk on the battlefield,
Since ancient times,
How many have returned from desert campaigns?
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Liángzhōu Cí
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Pútao měijiǔ yèguāngbēi,
Yù yǐn pípa mǎ shàng cuī.
Zuì wò shāchǎng jūn mò xiào,
Gǔlái zhēngzhàn jǐ rén huí.
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