In a daze, the eyes of the sky are moist.
Start with the romance woven with foreigners.
Walking on a stone road full of fantasy
It's like dropping melted wax day by day.
Coincided with the unrequited heart of the evening anxious by the morning glow.
Even like the wind that only blows
Huadu, this relationship is also blooming on the roadside.
If it's just one of the songs
That's gorgeous, brand it on each other's chests.
As a lovely shadow painting, the appearance and body painting story
Old (even with dust)
If you open the cover (it will overflow)
Closing time (looking at color)
Even the future is decorated
The city of flowers, the city of love.
Even the blooming and withering days
Let's keep playing, in each other's arms forever.
In order to show the lovely shadow painting, let it dance
Take the song of love as a gift