葡萄美酒夜光杯,
欲飲琵琶馬上催。
醉臥沙場(chǎng)君莫笑,
古來(lái)征戰(zhàn)幾人回。
Fine vintage in the goblets that glow at night,
But Pipa blare urges us to ride and fight.
Don’t sneer if we lie drunk on the battleground;
Time rarely sees fighters come back safe and sound.