Many lunar nights had passed
Yet the September’s eve rests the same
A lonely sound of guqin echoed
As the wind brings the message on every note
“Where are you?”
To that person I had kept looking
“Where are you?”
To that person I had kept waiting
An inquiry had been played for many times
No evening was ever silenced by the strum of guqin
A lonely heart seeks for the lonely lost soul
But no matter how tight the red string is
What had lost will remain lost
This song I play for inquiry
Though these hands may bleed
Repeatedly, I play and play
All the souls had been spoken
Yet no one was him
“Where are you?”
To the person I loathed
“Where are you?”
To the person I really did love
A soul may wander looking for what it had left
But it was I, who wanders looking for him
For every journey, a hope rises
That for instance I might find you
You, who had been lost
For every journey, I inquire
With wish that you might find your way
Back to where you supposed to be
Back to where the cloud recesses
Back to where your heart once was
Just simply come back to me
I rather believe your soul had gone astray
Than believing you weren’t
Yet my guqin had called too many souls
Too many missing souls
Yet still there was no you
“Where are you?”
To you who might be forever gone
“Where are you?”
To you who I wished to be still here
How many times should I continue?
How many nights should I keep playing?
How many souls should I call only to find you?
The inquiry had never ceased
As much as my hands never stopped strumming
Tell me beloved, just tell me
“Where are you?”