Tiger Mountain Peasant Song

Wanderers this morning came by
Where did they go, graceful in the morning light?
To banner fair
To follow you softly in the cold mountain air

Through the forest, down to your grave
Where the birds wait and the tall grasses wave
They do not know you anymore
More, more, more

Dear shadow, alive and well
How can the body die?
You tell me everything
Anything [bad word] 
Into town, one morning I went
Staggering through premonitions of my death
I don't see
Anybody that dear to me

Dear shadow, alive and well
How can the body die?
You tell me everything
Anything [bad word] 
Jessie, I don't know what I have done
I'm turning myself into a demon
I don't know what I have done
I'm turning myself to a demon