camera operator
Composer: Li Xinyu
Lyrics: Li Xinyu
lyrics
Standing alone in the wind
Just to miss this beauty.
This is just a momentary freeze.
The rest is called memory.
Freedom in life
Pursuing perfectionism
Suffered too many questions.
It has become more critical.
The night my long hair was cut off.
Cut off the trace of helplessness
Someone asked about his last name.
Sigh
He said he was a photographer.
Light and shadow are his poems.
Wandering scenes, but no one appreciates his delusion.
I'm in my thirties, and I can hardly make ends meet.
Listen to customers' troubles and cry with them.
He said he was not a photographer.
Learn to face reality
I heard that he left the city without a camera.
He disappeared with those photos.
There is no more news.
The night my long hair was cut off.
Cut off the trace of helplessness
Someone asked about his last name.
Sigh
He said he was a photographer.
Light and shadow are his poems.
Wandering scenes, but no one appreciates his delusion.
I'm in my thirties, and I can hardly make ends meet.
Listen to customers' troubles and cry with them.
He said he was not a photographer.
Learn to face reality
I heard that he left the city without a camera.
He disappeared with those photos.
There is no more news.
He said he was a photographer.
No one appreciates his delusion.
Light and shadow are his poems.
Listen to customers' troubles and cry with them.
He said he was not a photographer.
Learn to face reality
I heard that he left the city without a camera.
He disappeared with those photos.
There is no more news.
Standing alone in the wind
Just to miss this beauty.
It's just a moment of solidification
What is left is a memory.