Original song: Wu Shen, Xiaoxu Game Music
Filling song: IRiS Seven Leaves Bel Canto Society
Lyrics: IRiS Seven Leaves Bel Canto Society
<; Tiance >;
a long spear and a military horse
stepping on the battle flag, the wind and cloud rebuke
the shining golden armor of pride fades away from the scars of war
How can the smoke and sand fly against the killing of a lifetime
Draw a place
Bloody flowers
< Hide the sword >
A glimpse of the broken moon in Pinghu
The snow falls gracefully, and the flute sounds melodious
Mei Yinxiang
Ask the sword-maker who travels wildly
A cup of heroes for a thousand years
Pinjian is famous all over the world
When you wake up, you can't find him
< Chorus >
bloody struggle
the sun, the moon, the mountains and rivers are messy and the wind is hoarse
the face of reunion and goodbye. The nostalgia of this troubled times
But fate is broken.
Life and death are fleeting.
I hate it several times and then make a connection with the afterlife.
hide the sword: You and I are each our own masters, and we can't help ourselves. If we are not in this troubled times, it shouldn't have ended like this.
Tiance: Ha, ha, ha, today's World War I, you and I don't have to be merciful. If the destiny is like this, there is nothing to regret. If you and I are still alive, wouldn't it be quick to ride a horse all over the world?
hide the sword: OK, it's a deal! !
< Hide the sword >
On a moonlit night in Chang 'an
It's sunny and full of missing thoughts
Write down whose memorial poem is legendary
Blue silk is like snow, lonely and lonely, and a sword
A cup of tears
How many years has it been carried
<; Tiance >;
The reincarnation time returns to the starting point
Before the finale
The ending is difficult to distinguish
It will not be lost
This life * * * helps the rivers and lakes side by side
The promise of drinking in the desert
is still in my ear
Looking back
blurs my vision
< Chorus >
bloody struggle, messy sun, moon, mountains and rivers, hoarse wind
the face of reunion and goodbye, the nostalgia in troubled times
but fate is broken
life and death are fleeting
a few times of hatred and then the fate of the afterlife
< Tiance >;
I only admire mandarin ducks but not immortals
Acacia notes
It is difficult to write my long-cherished wish in this life
<; Chorus >
however, fate is broken, and life and death are fleeting.
After several times of love, we will have a relationship in the afterlife.