Thousands of years of rhymes Thousands of years of feeling lost and confused Thousands of years of wandering up and down Thousands of years of empty sighs A new rain has fallen in the city I have left old friends behind As I walk down the ancient road singing I search for the dreams of old that I left behind during the Tang Dynasty A new rain has fallen in the city I am returning to my old friends The ancient capital of Chang’an is once again in front of me Dafa is bringing salvation to people of the Tang Dynasty