Cradled to your chest, I can hear
the song of the ship from my dreams, the song of the birds
Will you long for spring with its scattered blossoms
in watery Suzhou? The willow weeps
Though we know not where the flower
floating in the flowing water will head tomorrow,
our reflection tonight will never, ever disappear
the song of the ship from my dreams, the song of the birds
Will you long for spring with its scattered blossoms
in watery Suzhou? The willow weeps
Though we know not where the flower
floating in the flowing water will head tomorrow,
our reflection tonight will never, ever disappear
Lyrics from the song Suzhou Nights
by Li Xianglan