Hard liquor can't enter the throat is a song written by Zi Feng, composed by Zhihong Luo, arranged by qi zhou and sung by Xin Yi. It was released on June165438+1October 15, 2020, and included in the album "Hard liquor can't enter the throat".
Lyrics introduction:
I can only cry alone, and a thousand glasses of spirits are really hard to get into my throat.
I've been infatuated all my life, and those who want to leave don't stay.
Another word is begging, and a thousand cups of spirits are really hard to get into the throat.
I want to drink a bowl of porridge in the morning, but I can't say it before I feel deeply.
A love poem told me to leave my sadness, and I waited for many years for my sadness.
I only hold hands with you in my dreams, and there is no chance to continue after dusk. Fate is hard to guess.
Two of a kind finally put it down, never forget, and said that he would accompany me forever.
Seeing flowers in the fog is gone. I want to know you and be with you for the rest of my life.
I can only cry alone, and a thousand glasses of spirits are really hard to get into my throat.
I've been infatuated all my life, and those who want to leave don't stay.
Another word is begging, and a thousand cups of spirits are really hard to get into the throat.
I want to drink a bowl of porridge in the morning, but I can't say it before I feel deeply.
A love poem told me to leave a sadness that I will never forget, and to accompany me forever.
Seeing flowers in the fog is gone. I want to know you and be with you for the rest of my life.
I can only cry alone, and a thousand glasses of spirits are really hard to get into my throat.
I've been infatuated all my life, and those who want to leave don't stay.
Another word is begging, and a thousand cups of spirits are really hard to get into the throat.
I want to drink a bowl of porridge in the morning, but I can't say it before I feel deeply.
A love poem tells of parting, and a thousand cups of spirits are really hard to get into the throat.
I've been infatuated all my life, and those who want to leave don't stay.
Another word is begging, and a thousand cups of spirits are really hard to get into the throat.
I want to drink a bowl of porridge in the morning, but I can't say it before I feel deeply.