The rain washed the mountain, and it washed me too. (山居秋暝)

I carried winter in my chest too long. I walked the city with my head held low. I lost a voice I used to sing with at dawn. I kept waiting for the dark to move along. Then the rain came. It washed the mountain, and it washed me too. I laid my heavy thoughts beside the stream, and let the water carry them downstream. This song is built around Wang Wei's 1,000-year-old poem "Shan Ju Qiu Ming" — a masterpiece about rain, moonlight, pine trees, and the quiet peace that comes after loss. 🎤 English lyrics written by me 🎼 Music generated with AI assistance Poem: 王维《山居秋暝》— public domain. English lyrics & concept: original.