Ah—the mysterious and beautiful Jiuzhai and Huanglong,
Arising from the vast and profound depths of the universe:
Often we can feel, enveloping the mountains,
A dense, essential energy.

Ah—the mysterious and beautiful Jiuzhai and Huanglong,
Opening hearts and minds—broad, sincere;
Consecrating water—clear, clean;
Presenting smiles—natural, sweet.

Oh, the beautiful springs of these enchanted lands—
Source of life, springs of happiness!
Gently they whisper and quietly they flow, only to surge
Violently, intensely, rising up loud and strong.

I know that the daughters of heaven
Have been here, bathing and playing;
I know that elves from the mountains
Have been here too, drinking and singing: celebrating.

Look—
How their graceful, elegant dancing
Has left behind such color-filled scenes.

Listen—
How their excited, lofty feelings
Have become roaring waterfalls,
Resounding like thousands of galloping horses.

Ah—the mysterious and beautiful Jiuzhai and Huanglong,
Bidding farewell to the deep sleep of billions of years,
Awakening with the classic elegance of yesterday, today’s magnificent beauty—
All of it intoxicating to me: intoxicating,
Deeply intoxicating.