The moon sinks low, as cold crows cry
Frost fills the night, and here I lie
Watching shadows by river lights
Drifting alone through endless nights
Beyond those walls, the Cold Bell rings
Its midnight chime on quiet wings
Echoes fall and rise in time
Reaching my soul, lost in rhyme
The fishing fires, they burn so still
On water's edge, they warm the chill
Yet here I'm bound, no warmth to keep
Haunted by thoughts too deep to sleep
Beyond those walls, the Cold Bell rings
Its midnight call, a ghost that sings
Yet here I'm bound, no warmth to keep
Haunted by thoughts too deep to sleep
Beyond those walls, the Cold Bell rings
Its midnight call, a ghost that sings
Lonely waves and shadows swell
As silence wraps me in its spell
In the dark, a distant sound
A fleeting peace that's never found
If I could drift beyond this shore
Would I find the peace I'm longing for
Beyond those walls, the Cold Bell rings
Its midnight call, my heart it clings
Echoes linger, soft and low
In the dark, I'm left to go
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月落乌啼霜满天,江枫渔火对愁眠
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姑苏城外寒山寺,夜半钟声到客船
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姑苏城外寒山寺,夜半钟声到客船
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