lament of a fallen hero (完整版)

In search of the Prime Minister's shrine I wander

Beyond the city walls the cypresses stand tall and somber (so somber)

Green grass on the steps painting the scene of spring

But the melody of the oriole cannot be heard through the leaves

Thrice he entreated for the nation's salvation weary and troubled

Through two dynasties devoted to uplift the loyal servants' hearts

Yet before victory could be claimed he met an untimely end

Leaving behind a trail of tears in the eyes of heroes

Where the Prime Minister's shrine stands solemnly (oh-oh-oh)

The cypresses whisper a mournful symphony

The steps adorned with shimmering grass sprung from spring's embrace

But the oriole's song lost in the distance leaves an empty space