This is actually my favorite OST from the drama.
It is simple, but its so forlorn with a hopeless wait.
I can’t find an official english name for the song, so I just did my own version for now. I’ll correct it later if there is one.
The song introduction says
“ 一份历经沧海桑田的思念,求而不得,忘而不能。”
A longing that has transcended a great deal of time, unattainable, unforgettable…
In the novel, there is this line from Chenrong Xin yue
馨悦有点羡慕地说:“小夭倒真像闲云野鹤,好像随时都能来,随时都可以走。”
“Xiaoyao is like a wisp of cloud or a wild heron, she can come at any time, leave at any time..”
背负我这一身的流光
不乱不慌 不悲不伤
尽染洪荒 没有你的目光
只剩下空荡
经受我这一生的风霜
不争不抢 不失不忘
尽沐骄阳 没有你的阳光
空气只留下热浪
万物皆无光 只有你的眼明亮
随心去远方看看太阳
满目皆悲伤 只有你的眉上扬
等你对饮一碗夜光
来时携风雨 去时带走了四季
你不在再好的风景皆无力
开始汹涌来袭 后来绝尘而去
你不来 再美的天地都狼藉
经受我这一生的风霜
不争不抢 不失不忘
尽沐骄阳 没有你的阳光
空气只留下热浪
万物皆无光 只有你的眼明亮
随心去远方看看太阳
满目皆悲伤 只有你的眉上扬
等你对饮一碗夜光
来时携风雨 去时带走了四季
你不在再好的风景皆无力
开始汹涌来袭 后来绝尘而去
你不来 再美的天地都狼藉
This body bears the streams of time
without fuss or panic, without grief or hurt
Steeped in the primordial, if you are not looking
Only emptiness is left
This life I have weathered winds and snow
without competition, without loss
Without you, soaking in the blazing sun
only heatwaves remain in the air
Everything is lightless, only your eyes are bright
Travel far as you like, to look at the sun
Eyes full of sorrow though you pretend to be cheerful
Waiting for you to drink together in the night
Arriving fast like the storm, you take the four seasons when you leave
When you are not here, the best scenery pales
Surges, then leaves swiftly in a trail of dust
If you don’t come, even the most beautiful world seems desolate
This life I have weathered winds and snow
without competition, without loss
Without you, soaking in the blazing sun
only heatwaves remain in the air
Everything is lightless only your eyes are bright
Travel far as you like, to look at the sun
Eyes full of sorrow though you pretend to be cheerful
Waiting for you to drink together in the night
Arriving fast like the storm, you take the four seasons when you leave
When you are not here, the best scenery pales
Surges, then leaves swiftly in a trail of dust
If you don’t come, even the most beautiful world seems desolate