River map is not pure lyrics of Jinling Qinhuai night(he tu bu chun jin ling qin huai ye ge ci )

Grind the bottom of the hand and outline the eyebrow.

Recalling the cloud frost thin shirt

The sound of the Nightingale begins to sing

Tender but young

Or can't you forget in this life

Who plays the flute

Turn into the memory of this life

The lights of Jinling City are bleak and Autumn

Green silk for frost rain

A picture of mandarin ducks on jade harp and flute

Memories of holding hands

Peach Blossom River and Qing parting

Soft hearted but people leave

Know you can't forget in this life

Blizzard night shower

Turn into this life blame you go back

Mottled memory of Jinling City Wall

Crush memories

I can't see your tears

Memories of Jinling City

Vanishing flower rain

Chinese PinYin : He Tu Bu Chun Jin Ling Qin Huai Ye Ge Ci