The youth, calm and alone, appears in my dream,
He, wielding the sword in hand, penetrates into the body of the Green Snake,
The blood is shedding on the white gown, as peach blossom blooming in a moment.
In autumn, at the side of the river the mist permeating,
The songstress performs the water sleeve dance
While sings softly and tenderly,
Gradually she died on the platform exhausting her life.