There was once a time
I used to sing
Along with the lotus
In the arms of
My warm home
Back in the Lotus Pier.

There lingered a memory,
A heart full of
Evanescence tales,
Slowly singing tales
Of how
Three purple claded teenagers,
Used to play around,
In the spring of
Lotus Pier.

The shadows of past,
The grievances unknown,
No hurries, no separation
Was known.

Laughter's from afar
Greeted me days gone now,
Sweetly softly calling me to them.

"Shijie" "A-Li" "My dearest daughter"
The lotuses remembered to chant,
Every now and then,
As lonesome figures stood by them.

Ah, how I wished to tell you all,
The stories of past ,
That I want to rewrite.
Ah, how I wish to tell them all,
I loved, I lived and I was happy
Until separation paid me a visit.

In cold lonesome nights,
Or spring's delight,
The lotus in the purple houses
Remembered to tell stories
Of how a family of five came to be.
How a woman , tough outside,
With kind heart,
Couldn't show her ardent love
For the children
She so wished
To call her own.
Then they used to whisper
About A-Xian,A-Cheng and I.
And what I heard them sing,
Tells me I haven't been
In the wrong.

They sang of how
We used to be
So happy, carefree, no turmoil.

They sang of how
We all visited
The old grand GusuLan Clan.

They sang of how
We came to be
Strong in our fight
Against the Wens.

They sang ,oh my dear heart,
They sang of how A-Xian went away .
They sang of my despair,
My exhaustion as
Heart bidded farewell
To the souls of dead couple inside
Lotus Pier.
They sang of my wails,
When my eyes couldn't reach
My A-Cheng, my A-Xian.

Even through the summer days,
It became a game for the purple lotus
Down there to sing my name in there.

They called it a ballad,
Full of love and tragedy to behold.

Then they had sung
A tragedy so long,
I begged to them to stop.

They spoke of a tale
Of a mister and his mistress.
A golden peony, baffled and tired,
Unknowingly despondent, to tell
His own heart,
That it had been head over heels for
A purple beauty, hidden in swamps.

They had named it
Jin ZiXuan and Jiang Yanli 's
Love story.

Oh how I wish it to
Have lasted,
Just more than our sighs away.

In each others'eyes
As we finally found a home,
In your promise of
Bringing back my brothers,
I found solace,
As we finally found
A life to be born
Of our names,
I soon found you gone.
Leaving me and my child
All alone.

I hadn't then known,
If I should cry out to the sun
Or to beg to the moon
To bring you back
And hide us all
Somewhere inside.

But even then, the lotuses had known
I haven't been granted
A dust of wish,
Nor a breath to take.

With A-Ling, crying in my arms,
I have wept long to see you,
But the war had broken
Declaring my brother insane.

Ah, how could have I not
Reached to A-Xian,
How could I have been
So heartless to leave him alone.
Afterall, it wasn't his fault,
Afterall, he wasn't the one
To make each of our destiny.

One last time, I had wanted
To tell them all,
My brothers weren't
In the wrong.

The blood had shed,
As the ominous flute tuned
The path of destruction,
But even then I had failed to reach
To them.

And in the end,
All I could have said to them was
Not a final goodbye
Nor a final call
But only that
All of it
Wasn't A-Xian's fault.

The pierce of the swords
Hadn't hurt much,
But as I closed my eyes,
I had wished
We hadn't had to see
So much separation.

So many wishes,
Left unfulfilled,
So many wonders left
Unseen. And words, unsaid.

Final wishes, I still count,
I still long to see my child
Grow up,
I still wanted to tell you all
My heart
Hated separation
Not because of fear
But because
There was still so many wishes
Unfulfilled.

But even then....

The lotuses , as I heard ,
Still sing the song,
That Yanli, who was named
To hate separation,one day
Had to separate forever
But even when she was gone
Her name lived on.

Even when her blood turned cold,
They sang,
Her name warmed
A-Xian, A-Cheng, A-Ling's
Hearts.

I heard them sing
It in the chorus,
That even when Yanli was gone,
She had lived on
In hearts of her beloveds.

I hope it's true....
For they will always remain in my soul,
For they shall be always remembered with my name,
For I shall not have been there,
If not for them......

I wish I hadn't seen so much
Desperation,
So many separations,
Until I have fallen and
Greeted the moon.

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