Dàn qiú téng
Nǐ yòng mào měi rúhuā kuā wǒ a
wǒ de liǎngjí fèn huà duō fùzá
shí'èr suì diào wánliǎo suǒyǒu rǔyá
zhīhòu jiù chén rù dào sì shuǐ niánhuá
mǒu yī zhǒng mǐngǎn de ài
bànzhe wúzhī de shǎ zhǎng dà
bié shuō shēnglǎobìngsǐ bù hàipà
wǒ yě suíshí zhǔnbèi zhǎng bái fà
yǔnxǔ wǒ shìdàng de yǒudiǎn jiǎohuá
cái kěyǐ chéngshú dào zhuànqián yǎngjiā
chuān hūnshā huò shì jiāshā
qí shàng wǒ de báimǎ chūfā
suí tā qù ba
zào yīgè tiānyá
jìniàn zhè téngtòng hòu hái yào
ài hái yào xiào huózhe de tónghuà
suí tā qù ba
xiū yīduàn zàohuà
qǐng lái zhè wúsī de wúnéng de wúwèi de wúcháng de
suíbiàn jiàntà
zhè cì zhōngyú kěyǐ shuō shíhuà
wǒ de dǐkàng nénglì fēicháng chà
shòushāng hòu quándōu shì zìjǐ bāozā
zhè yě suàn rén shìjiān xué de wénhuà
dāng xiǎochǒu huò shì dà xiá
guǎn tā qiān dāo wàn guǎ chūfā
suí tā qù ba
niē yīgè púsà
gòngfèng zhè líbié hòu yě chuídǎ yě mànmà
shànliáng de xīnyá
suí tā qù ba
dāng yī huí nǚ wā
qǐng lái zhè kěxiào de kě'ài de kělián de kě jìng de
péi wǒ wánshuǎ
nǐ kàn nà cōngcōng rénqún xiān zǒu de hái bùshì
fùqīn mǔqīn
nǐ kàn zhè nián nián guāngyīn xiān kū de hái bùshì
tiāndì liángxīn
nǐ kàn nà gǔngǔn hóngchén xiān suì de hái bùshì
guō wǎn piáo pén
nǐ kàn zhè fēnfēn bēimǐn xiān guì de hái bùshì
zìwǒ róulìn
nǐ kàn nà nǐ nóng wǒ nóng jǐ fēnzhōng yòu shuō shì
niánqīng chōngdòng
nǐ kàn zhè liǎng yǎn tōnghóng jǐ tiān hòu yòu kěyǐ
fēngqíng wàn zhǒng
nǐ kàn nà wàn qiān gēsòng dào zuìhòu dōu zhǐshì
pǔ pǔtōng tōng
nǐ kàn zhè shēngsǐ píláo dào wěishēng dōu hái xiǎng
tán tán yǒngshēng
qù ba
zào yīgè tiānyá
jìniàn zhè téngtòng hòu hái yào ài hái yào xiào
huózhe de tónghuà
qù ba
xiū yīduàn zàohuà
qǐng lái zhè wúsī de wúnéng de wúwèi de wúcháng de
suíbiàn jiàntà
Pain of the Ballad
You praise me like a flower in bloom
My two-faced words are so complex
At twelve, I lost all my innocence
Then I sank into four years of despair
A kind of sensitive love
Growing up clueless and naive
Don’t say aging and dying aren’t scary
I’m always ready to grow some gray hair
Allow me to be a little mischievous
Only then can I mature and make some cash
Wearing a wedding dress or a casual outfit
My white horse sets off on its journey
Let it go
Create a new horizon
After remembering this pain, I still want
To love and laugh at the absurdity of life
Let it go
Take a break from the noise
Please come to this meaningless, powerless, endless
Random encounter
This time I can finally speak the truth
My resistance is really weak
After being hurt, it’s all self-inflicted
This is also the culture of learning from time
When a little fool or a big hero
Doesn’t matter how many knives they wield
Let it go
Squeeze a little Buddha
After this farewell, I’ll also drift and be slow
With a kind heart
Let it go
When a woman returns
Please come to this ridiculous, adorable, pitiful, and strange
Play with me
Look at that crowd rushing away, isn’t it
Mom and Dad
Look at this year’s bright light, isn’t it
Heaven and Earth’s kindness
Look at that rolling red dust, isn’t it
A pot of floating wine
Look at this scattered, precious life, isn’t it
Self-absorbed
Look at how you and I, in a moment, say
Youth is impulsive
Look at these two eyes, after a few days, can still
Feel a thousand emotions
Look at that ten thousand songs, in the end, all just
Ordinary and mundane
Look at this life, tired and still wanting
To talk about eternity
Let it go
Create a new horizon
After remembering this pain, I still want to love and laugh
At the absurdity of life
Let it go
Take a break from the noise
Please come to this meaningless, powerless, endless
Random encounter