Singer: Yan Fei album: biography of beauty
Looking through the autumn water, Lang disappeared, leaving me with thoughts.
Years have passed by me, but my bosom friend has never been found.
One night, I dreamed that the prince wanted to love me.
We stood by the flowers and listened to the nightingale singing softly.
"The ends of the earth, find a bosom friend.
My little sister sings and plays the piano.
Lang, we are one. "
Looking through the autumn water, Lang disappeared, leaving me with thoughts.
Years have passed by me, but my bosom friend has never been found.
One night, I dreamed that the prince wanted to love me.
We listened to larks singing loudly in front of the flowers.
Who can get a bosom friend? A bosom friend is in a dream.
I won't pick you up until late at night.
I am also looking for it silently.
Looking for the girl of my dreams
And immortal melodies
And immortal melodies