A lamp stands alone at the window
I pretend that you haven't left behind the door
It's even lonelier to revisit the old place like a full moon
The candlelight awake in the middle of the night can't bear to criticize me
A pot of wine wanders around the world, but it's hard to enter the throat
After you leave, it's warm to remember and miss you
How can you steal the time when water flows eastward
How can flowers bloom? We were all very young that year
but now the piano is faint and I'm waiting for you. You haven't heard of
Who is playing a piece of answer straight on the pipa?
Maple leaves dye the ending of the story. I can see through the ancient road outside the fence.
I led you through the years of desolation and grass, and even the breakup was silent.
A pot of wandering wanderings is hard to enter the throat.
After you left, the wine was warm and memories were thin.
Playing a piece of answer straight on the pipa
When I saw my childhood
I still remember that year when we were all very young
But now the piano is faint and I'm waiting for you. You haven't heard of it
Who is playing a piece of answer straight on the pipa
Maple leaves dye the ending of the story.
I see through the ancient road outside the fence. I have led you through
the years when there is no smoke and grass, and even the breakup is silent
Who is using it? P > I still remember that we were still very young that year
But now the piano is faint and I'm waiting. You haven't heard of it
Who is playing a piece of answer straight on the pipa
Maple leaves dye the ending of the story. I can see through the ancient road outside the fence
I have led you through
the years when there is no smoke and grass, and even breaking up is silent.