From the first summer you left
I have been trying to record your and me with the most beautiful poetic sentences
However, my fingers are ice cold
And I fail to produce warm words
Oh, Baby, but I still want to tell you
I don't know why you chose to walk away, whether I should keep waiting
The Wutong tree leaves are turning green on the roadside, moonlight is wandering outside the door
I know, our lost hearts will never come back
from the summer you left,
i began tring recording/momorizing you and me with most beautiful poem,
but chilling fingers
couldn't write down warm words.
Oh,baby,but i still don't understand,
don't understand why you chose to leave ,shuld i go on waiting,
indus trees wither and turn greed again,the moon wanders outdoors,
but i know,our gone-missing hearts will never get back......
The first summer you leave me
i'm trying to use the most beautiful language to write about you and me
but my cold finger
couldn't write those warm language
oh.babe..but i still don't understand
don't understand why you choose to leave me can i still waiting for you
the phoneix tree leaves fly and green the moonlight is always surrouding me
i know that our heart will not be back again
翻译不好。。。
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