The mountain fire. You and I set the mountain fire
The scorching sun and red waves on the sharp hilltop of the withered field
You hold a torch. I hold a coal lamp
We look at each other, the signal of arson
The mountain fire
Burning, Blazing, a total loss of memory
No one can escape. No one can dodge
Weeds, fiery flowers and withered vines
Burning together into murky grime
Your fierce gaze, my naked body
Melting yin-yang dialectics
The mountain fire
Burning, Blazing, a total loss of memory
No one can escape. No one can dodge
The mountain fire
Burning, Blazing, a total loss of memory
No one can escape. No one can dodge