& lt white fox >
I am a thousand-year-old fox, appearing in every snow.
Night, for you, practice for thousands of years, lonely for thousands of years,
A thousand years of waiting ...
Thousands of years of practice is to meet you, no matter
Love and be loved, I have no regrets, a thousand years, etc.
Stay, I can't be your bride under the red skull after all. ...
I am just a passer-by, destined not to be in your world.
Stay in the world forever
Thousands of years of waiting and loneliness are rolling in the world of mortals.
Indulge in your desires, and I can bear the long thoughts.
how much is it? Who heard me cry in the dead of night?
A thousand years of loneliness and a thousand years of expectation, I drank your seed.
Under the poison of love, there is nothing I can do. I struggle never to break.
Silkworm pupa, let me dance for you again and force myself.
Don't cry. I'm dancing like hell. I'm dying.
A little blood, from then on, I withered and lonely,
Let me sing an eternal swan song in lovesickness.
I am the fox you released a thousand years ago, and your clothes are ethereal.
Vaguely, vows of eternal love drift into nothingness, let me do it again.
You sing a song and all the flowers dance to it, just for
When you leave, you look back deeply, just for you.
Tears refute. Practiced for thousands of years, waited for thousands of years.
Dear fox, I am the white fox you released thousands of years ago.
I'm finished, I'm still in love, and I've been thinking about it ever since
The wish has come true, and the lovesickness is gone. I am very happy and have no regrets.
Yes
I am a fox who has practiced for thousands of years.
Thousands of years of practice and loneliness
Can anyone hear me crying in the dead of night?
Can anyone see me dancing in the dim light?
I am a fox who has been waiting for a thousand years.
Waiting for a thousand years, lonely for a thousand years.
Who planted the method of love in the rolling world of mortals
Who drank the poison of love in the vast sea of people?
When I loved you, you were poor and studied hard at the cold window.
When I left you, you were preparing the first bridal chamber.
Can I have another dance for you?
I am the white fox you released thousands of years ago.
Look, the clothes are fluttering, the clothes are fluttering.
All the vows of eternal love have turned into nothingness
Can I have another dance for you?
Just for your review when you left.
Look, the clothes are fluttering, the clothes are fluttering.
Forever and ever into nothingness.