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Hear the roll of our drums! |
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See how we leap about, using our weapons! |
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Those do the fieldwork in the State, or fortify Cao, |
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While we alone march to the south. |
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We followed Sun Zizhong, |
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Peace having been made with Chen and Song; |
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[But] he did not lead us back, |
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And our sorrowful hearts are very sad. |
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Here we stay, here we stop; |
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Here we lose our horses; |
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And we seek for them, |
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Among the trees of the forest. |
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For life or for death, however separated, |
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To our wives we pledged our word. |
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We held their hands; -- |
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We were to grow old together with them. |
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Alas for our separation! |
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We have no prospect of life. |
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Alas for our stipulation! |
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We cannot make it good. |