Tailwind Home song translations:
Ser Ser Sahli (Track 1)
The cool wind comes, blowing more and more.
It’s probably going to rain
Now a light tsen of rain starts to fall
Now a heavier jin of rain starts to fall
Five Hills (Track 2)
A soldier, serving five years in the army, yearns for his lover and homeland:
1.
I remember the five hills where we met
with the aroma of wild leek growing
When I think of my darling,
it gives me the strength to wait for five years
2.
The dun-coloured horse that I ride came from the south
When I think of my love, I yearn to meet again
3.
When I think of my love,
my time serving in the army doesn’t matter
Sixty White Horses (Track 4)
Temür Khan, the last leader of the Yuan dynasty, laments the loss of the Mongolian empire as he retreats to the capital, Kharakhoram:
Where is the brown dappled horse of my sixty white horses, brothers?
Where are the citizens of my six cities, sisters?
B'Duun B'Duun (Track 8)
Throw salt to the wind, don't look back
Chase the moon, 'til you're running dry
If you've got no friends, you're as narrow as finger
Make a lot of friends, You're an open sky
If you're stuck for words, a song will linger
If you're stuck for answers, don't ask why
Ser Ser Sahli (Track 1)
The cool wind comes, blowing more and more.
It’s probably going to rain
Now a light tsen of rain starts to fall
Now a heavier jin of rain starts to fall
Five Hills (Track 2)
A soldier, serving five years in the army, yearns for his lover and homeland:
1.
I remember the five hills where we met
with the aroma of wild leek growing
When I think of my darling,
it gives me the strength to wait for five years
2.
The dun-coloured horse that I ride came from the south
When I think of my love, I yearn to meet again
3.
When I think of my love,
my time serving in the army doesn’t matter
Sixty White Horses (Track 4)
Temür Khan, the last leader of the Yuan dynasty, laments the loss of the Mongolian empire as he retreats to the capital, Kharakhoram:
Where is the brown dappled horse of my sixty white horses, brothers?
Where are the citizens of my six cities, sisters?
B'Duun B'Duun (Track 8)
Throw salt to the wind, don't look back
Chase the moon, 'til you're running dry
If you've got no friends, you're as narrow as finger
Make a lot of friends, You're an open sky
If you're stuck for words, a song will linger
If you're stuck for answers, don't ask why