Lyric of Taiji (or Taichi) Prodigy theme song.

Chao chao mu mu de deng dai ke yi ling wu shuo bu chu lai.

Sheng sheng shi shi de shang hai ke yi gan shou xie bu chu lai.

Tian ya hai jiao de fen kai hong chen nan nu wei shen me xiang ai.

Tou fa hua bai shui xue hoa bian xia lai.

Yuan lai wei wo tan xin, wo de yan lei you ta de qing lei,

yi wei wo xin li mei you mi mi...

Gu du bu ku, bu zai hu,

zai hu hui wei yi ge ren fan shen shui bu,

mei you ai kuai le ting zi ji ku,

gu du bu ku, bu zai hu,

zai hu hui wei yi ge zi wan jie bu fu,

xiang de tai jing chu, fang mi lu...

wo yuan mang mu

Duo duo shao shao de rong yan shen me shi hou xiang bu qi lai.

Dian dian di di zai xin tou ke yi ling bai xie bu chu lai.

Shi shi fei fei fen bu kai hong chen nan nu wei shen me yao xiang ai.

Xiang si you hai shui xue hua bian xia lai.

Yuan lai wei wo tan xin, wo de yan lei you ta de qing lei,

yi wei wo xin li, mei you mi mi

Gu du bu ku, bu zai hu,

zai hu hui wei yi ge ren fan shen shui bu,

mei you ai kuai le ting zi ji ku,

gu du bu ku, bu zai hu

hui wei yi ge zi wan jie bu fu,

xiang de tai jing chu, fang mi lu...

wo yuan mang mu

Days and nights of waiting can be comprehended, not be spoken;

Ages after ages' hurting can be felt, not be written;

Parted at corners of the earth, why should mortal men and women fall in love;

The hair turns gray as snowflakes falling down.

Don't sigh for me. My tear has its experience;

Don't think that in my heart there is no secret.

Loneliness is not bitter. Don't mind it,

Then one may not let his body crushed for a person¡¦s sake,

Without love, happiness ceases weeping.

Loneliness is not bitter. Don't mind it,

Then one may not bear irredeemable ravages for a word's sake,

Thinking over too much yet lost the way,

I'd rather be blind.

What will be the time that so many faces cannot be remembered,

Dribs and drabs left in heart can be understood, not be written.

Right and wrong not separable, why should mortal men and women fall in love;

Love-sickness is harmful, falling down with snowflakes.

Don't sigh for me. My tear has its experience;

Don't think that in my heart there is no secret.

Loneliness is not bitter. Don't mind it,

Then one may not let his body crushed for a person's sake,

Without love, happiness ceases weeping.

Loneliness is not bitter. Don't mind it,

Then one may not bear irredeemable ravages for a word's sake,

Thinking over too much yet lost the way,

I'd rather be blind.