Lyricist: Mayday Axin
Composer: Mayday Axin
When the smoke drifts away with the morning light
The lake beside my pillow has dried up< /p>
Expectation has degenerated into waiting
And I said goodbye suddenly
When tears outline the regret
Memories exaggerate sadness
The passing water is a metaphor for the passage of time
Finally we are no longer there
Carnival for life
Crazy for love
But the other side of youth< /p>
Midsummer is about to be brilliant day by day
(Axin said: What next
Let’s go together)
Who says it can’t be Let me
The only autobiography in this life
Like a poem
No matter how far in the future it is
It will still be brilliant every word when I read it.
Let the sky explain the blue
The floating clouds define the white
The falling flowers lay out a red carpet
Welcome us to the future
A wonderful and unfinished future