无羁 Wu Ji (Unrestrained) (feat. Wang Yibo) (The Untamed OST)

Hearing the flute alone in the deep night, the clouds are endless
Right and wrong are all in the past, waking up
How can it be just a dream
In the mortal world, how to measure gains and losses
The sound of the flute is cold, the blade is hot
The mountains are high, the waters are far, and the sound of the qin is heard
Unfinished emotions lie under the moonlight like frost
Brew a pot of sorrow and joy, offering to the young man
The bright moon is still, why feel desolate
Better to experience all the winds and waves
A song at the edge of the world

Crossing thousands of waters, chasing on a path through a thousand mountains
Right and wrong are all in the past, waking up
Just treat it as a dream
In the mortal world, how to measure gains and losses
The sound of the flute is cold, the blade is hot
The mountains are high, the waters are far, and the sound of the qin is heard
Unfinished emotions laugh at the impermanence of the world
Brew a pot of sorrow and joy, offering to the young man
The bright moon is still, why feel desolate
Better to experience all the winds and waves
A song at the edge of the world
Brew a pot of sorrow and joy, offering to the young man
The bright moon is still, why feel desolate
Better to experience all the winds and waves
A song at the edge of the world
A song at the edge of the world