Jiao Huan Yu Sheng
gūdān tīng yǔ de māo
wǎng shíjiān lièfèng lǐ kàn dàole wǒ
léidiàn jiāojiā zhī wài de lìng yīxiē wǒ
wūyún jìngzhǐ yǐhòu tiào jìn píngxíng shíkōng
nàxiē wǒ lǚxíng zhōng de nǐ wǒ
huíyì húluàn chuānsuō zhuìluò
jiāohuàn yúshēng shì wǒ fēi wǒ kǔ yǔ lè
yīn tiān zhīhòu zǒng yǒu xù mìng de qíngkōng
rúguǒ wǒmen jǐjīng zhuǎnzhé jiéjú yīyàng bù dòng
yě cái suàn wúkuì zhè fēn hé
dìngwèi xīn hǎi de máo
ràng shíjiān tíngdùn de xiàng màn dòngzuò
nǐ shuō mìngyùn hěn huài ba xìnghǎo yǒu wǒ
rúguǒ méiyǒu yǐhòu rúguǒ píngxíng shīkòng
nàxiē wǒ bùtóng rénshēng de wǒ
huì yǐ shénme fāngshì kūguò
jiāohuàn yúshēng shì wǒ fēi wǒ kǔ yǔ lè
yīn tiān zhīhòu zǒng yǒu xù mìng de qíngkōng
rúguǒ wǒmen jǐjīng zhuǎnzhé jiéjú yīyàng bù dòng
yě cái suàn wúkuì zhè fēn hé
yún děng fēng rén děng mèng ài niǎnguò shíguāng děng shénme
jì bù zhù rèn bù chū lèiyǎn zhōng shéi yīyàng liǎnhóng
děng nǐ shuō děng wǒ shuō yī děng jiùshì yīgè yǔzhòu
rì shēng huàn yuè luò zhēn’ài huàn jìmò
jiāohuàn yúshēng yěxǔ wàngle dì jǐ mèng
nà shí wǒmen shēn chǔ dì jǐ hào shíkōng
yīnwèi wǒmen shǒuxīn jǐn wò jìyì yě néng jǐn kòu
kě bùpà qiánfāng de chóng dòng
ài shì shíjiān de gǔdǒng
Exchange of Lives
```Lonely listening to the rain
Looking at me in the storm of time
Beyond the thunder, there's another me
After the fog clears, stepping into the calm space
Those you and I in the journey
Memories in chaos intertwined
Exchanging lives, it's me, flying, bitter and happy
After all, there's always a mysterious emptiness
If we have already turned the corner and can't stop
It's considered a debt to this fate
Determining the fate of the new sea
Let time slow down like slow motion
You say fate is bad, but good and bad are with me
If there's no after, if the calm disappears
Those different me in life
Will cry in some way
Exchanging lives, it's me, flying, bitter and happy
After all, there's always a mysterious emptiness
If we have already turned the corner and can't stop
It's considered a debt to this fate
Clouds waiting, wind waiting, dreams waiting
Love, nostalgia, time waiting for what
Can't recognize, can't come out, tears in the smile
Who is the same blush
Waiting for you to say, waiting for me to say, waiting for a moment
Day and night, exchange, true love, exchange, silence
Exchanging lives, perhaps forgetting a few dreams
At that time, we were in a few good moments
Because we hold hands, grasp memories, and can hold back
Not afraid of the forward surge
Love is the shock of time```