1. "Gecko walk" Pan Wei Bai?
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Slow-motion walking around on patrol
Listening to the ceiling fan in the living room that sings and forgets
Rotating is also really a bit hot
I'm dizzy and dizziness is really proportionate to the good thirst
There is still mineral water in the refrigerator in the end
Pineapple canisters on the table suddenly open up
Expression of a strange face to see I'm sleepwalking again
I'm really embarrassed from the couch
Like a gecko lying on the floor and drooling
I keep waking up and you're all around me
Laughing at me
here here we go
I'm a gecko waiting for mosquitoes
You're a butterfly fluttering
It's really hard not to be able to catch it again.
Saying what is called a gecko walk
I created a unique dance step
It's a kind of gecko snapping away
Cockroaches are kindly cheering from the sidelines
To find that I fit into the life of a dream
There's a gecko strolling along the wall
Four-footed speed
Suddenly I feel that it's really cool
.In an old warehouse building with no one in it
There's a gecko lazily strolling
But he eats mosquitoes very fast
Like our precision dance steps
I can't tell if we're saying hello or sleepwalking
Dancing the dance Our dance's name is called "Gecko Strolls"
But the girls are not like us. Unlike mosquitoes that are silly and catch on with their tongues sticking out
Some of the electrocution I realized
Like the true impulse is sometimes hard to tell
Wanting to take a chance and get a little bit closer
Someone else's move was ahead of mine
Standing right in front of me and then taking your hand in mine
Time wasn't on my side
But it was only for a split second
Patting the dust and getting ready to hit the road
I just can't stop
We're handsome dancers called the Gecko Walk
Being polite on that floor is the basic attitude we Geckos
have
Even if you're wearing second-hand jeans
You're still going to need to have that first-rate technique
The perfect show
It's not the hands and the feet that are busy.
It's not the hands and feet that are busy
Hard work is cool is definitely wrong
"Gecko Walk" is a 2002 album by Pan Wei Bai . Lyricists include Pan Wei Bai, Yi Jiayang and Fang Wenshan, and composers include Jay Chou and Robin Hu. The gecko spirit is one that usually seems to be lazy and slow, but as soon as it touches something it likes, it becomes very active and swift.
Pan Wei Bai created the album with this spirit in mind, sometimes playful and funny, sometimes y touching, showing dramatic singing skills. The lyrics, by lyricists Fang Wenshan and Yi Jiayang, also injected vitality and imagination into Pan's album
2. "Nocturne" by Jay Chou
A swarm of bloodthirsty ants
Attracted by carrion
I'm not looking at you?
Looking at the lonely landscape
Losing you Love and hate are starting to separate
Losing you?
What else is there to care about
When doves no longer symbolize peace
I'm finally reminded
That it's the vultures that feed in the square
I've got a pretty rhyme
To describe the love that's been robbed of all it can be
Ah The dark clouds are beginning to cover?
The night is not clean
Echoes of a funeral in the park
Flying in the roaming sky
The white roses that were sent to you
Dying in the pure blackness
The crows are eerily quiet on the branches of the trees
Listening in silence My black coat
Trying to warm up the memories of your growing cold
Walking by I'm in an empty cemetery
Loving you when I'm old
Playing Chopin's Nocturne for you
Memorializing my dead love
The same sound as the night wind
Heartbreaks are beautiful
Hands on the keyboard are light
I give Thoughts are careful
The place where you're buried is called the Underworld
Playing Chopin's Nocturne for you
Memory of my dead love
And I'm anonymous for you
Playing the piano under the moonlight
Sensing the beat of your heart
It's still so warm and close to my heart
Missing your bright red lipstick
The dragonflies that broke off the keyboard are as gentle as the night winds p>The dragonflies with broken wings?
Scattered in this forest
And my eyes?
Without the slightest sympathy
Losing you, the tears are cloudy
Losing you, I even have a shadow on my smile
The wind mocks my sadness on the mossy rooftops
Like a dry well with no water
I depict in bleak fonts
The love I regret too late
The love that? Playing Chopin's Nocturne for you
In memory of my dead love
The same sound as the night wind
Hearts break beautifully
Hands on the keyboard tap very softly
Thoughts that I give are very careful
The place where you're buried is called the underworld
Playing Chopin's Nocturne for you
In memory of my dead love
And I play Chopin's Nocturne for you
In memory of that love
In memory of my dead love
And I play the piano for you incognito
in the moonlight
The sense of your heartbeat
is still so warm and intimate
Missing your bright red lipstick
A swarm of bloodthirsty ants?
Attracted to carrion
My expressionless face?
Looking at the lonely landscape
Losing you, love and hate begin to separate
Losing you, what else is there to care about
When pigeons no longer symbolize peace
I'm finally reminded
That it's the vultures that are fed in the square
I use pretty rhymes
to describe a love that's been robbed of all it can take
Nocturne" is the earliest work to be completed on "Chopin in November" and arguably the spirit of the entire album, with lyrics by Fong, and in songwriting Jay combines pop elements with a solid grounding in the classics.
The song opens with a guitar and a simple rhythm, leading people into a heartbreaking scene. The song describes how the protagonist remembers his lost lover and still chooses to play Chopin's Nocturne in honor of his love, which carries a poignant meaning that makes people feel a touch of poignancy.
3. "Butterfly Spring" by Huang Yali
I see the opening of flowers
There is a faint singing voice
Opening up its brightest smile
Being brighter than the daylight
Swinging with a spring of clear water
How beautiful is the little village
I see the faint fluttering of the clouds. The clouds
are imprinted on the flowery garments
I sing the songs that my mother sang
Peonies are embroidered on golden plaques
I hum the tunes that my father hummed
Cattle and sheep graze on the green meadows
The butterflies with their silvery wings are circling around me
Beauties that recalled that ancient time
Birds of the brave and the free have been recounting their stories
Singing all the time
The splash of water on the leaves
Occasionally wetting the ends of my hair
The sunlight so marvelously transformed the little world
I sang the song that my mother sang
Peonies were embroidered on gold plaques
I hummed the tune that my father sang
And the green meadows where sheep and cattle graced the green grasslands were the most beautiful and the most beautiful. The green grassland where the sheep and cattle graze
On the butterflies that flap their silver wings
Returning to the olden days
The birds that are free and courageous
And on and on they go
And on and on they go
I'm singing the song that my mother used to sing
Peonies are embroidered on the golden plaque
I'm humming a tune my father used to sing.
Cattle and sheep on the green grassland
The butterflies with their silver wings
Return to the olden days
The free and brave birds
Keep on singing
The butterflies with their silver wings
Return to the olden days
The free and brave birds
Keep on singing
The free and brave birds
The free and brave birds
The free and brave birds
The free and brave birds
The free and brave birds
The free and the brave birds
Keeps singing
Keeps singing
The splash of water gently dancing on the leaves
Occasionally wetting the tips of my hair
So marvelous in the sunshine on the little earth
Changing shape
"By the Butterfly Springs" is lilting and pleasant to the ear with lots of strings, a joyful tune, and a long-distance tune, taking us back to the distant ancient times. Lightly flowing Butterfly Spring, light clouds drift, lightly humming the song of the shepherdess, smoke curls beautiful small mountain village, distant and familiar scenes, hidden and hidden, with the Butterfly Spring water slowly ripples open.
The oriental-flavored tunes make it easy for Huang Yali to sing a paradise on earth with ease. The Butterfly Spring is simple, rustic and easy to sing to the heart.
4. "Farewell Poem" by Robin Hu
Sheathed sword?
Killing air swing
The wind rises in the moonless battlefield
Thousands of troops and horses alone to break through
All are courageous and good sons
Sons and daughters
The account of the past life
Your smile
How to live and forget
Beauty tears
Break people's intestines
This can take the life of a person is the rouge Hot
Farewell poem
Two or three lines
Written on the road in the spring rain in March
If I can still walk beside you with an umbrella
Farewell poem
Two or three lines
Who will sing for me on the road to the Yellow Springs
If I can die beside you
If I can die beside you
It is not a waste of the trip to the human world
Sheathed Sword
Killing Spirit
The Wind Rises in the Moonless Battlefield
Thousands of Armies and Horses to Battle Alone
A Good Man with Guts
Children's Affair, Accounts of the Past Lives
Your Laugh, How Can I Forget It? How can I forget it when I'm alive
Mermaid's Tears, Broken Intestines
This is the Rouge Scald That Takes a Human's Life
This Farewell Poem is Two or Three Lines
.Written on the road in the spring rain in March
If I can still walk beside you with an umbrella
Farewell poem
Two or three lines
Who will sing for me on the road to the Yellow Springs
If I can die beside you
It's not a waste of a trip to the world
Farewell poem
Two or three lines
Written on the road in March
It's a shame that I have to die beside you
This is the only way I could have died. On the road of spring rain
If I can still walk beside you with an umbrella
Farewell Poem
Two or three lines
Who will sing for me on the road to the Yellow Springs
If I can die beside you
It's not in vain to come to this trip in the world
Farewell Poem is a song sung by the singer Hu Yanbin. Written by Lin Wenxuan and composed by Hu Yanbin, the song was released in November 2007, and is the theme song of the large-scale costume TV drama "Junior Yang Family General".In 2007, the song won the 14th Oriental Wind and Cloud Chart Top Ten Golden Songs Award, and the 7th Global Chinese Songs Chart Most Popular Top 20 Golden Songs.
In the midst of his voice, there is icy killing, worldly mediocrity and purity. The "Farewell Poem" tells the story of a man of iron blood in life and death parting to the heart of the loved one full of confidences, mournful but not hurt, to win by love, poignant and gorgeous melody is better than "red face", but also the progress of Hu Yanbin's inner music.
5. "I am a small bird" Zhao Chuan
Sometimes I feel like a small bird
Want to fly but how can not fly high
Maybe one day I perched on the branch
But become the target of hunters
I flew up to the blue sky and then I realized that I
From now on, I have no one to rely on
This is the first time that I have seen a small bird. Whenever it's late at night
I can't sleep
I wonder if I'm the only one whose tomorrow isn't getting better
What will the future hold
Who knows
Whether happiness is just a myth
I'll never find it
I'm a little, little, little bird
I'm a little, little, little bird
I'm a little, little, little, little bird
I'm a little, little, little, little, little bird
I want to fly, but it can't fly. I want to fly but I can't fly high enough
I'm looking for a warm embrace
Is that too much to ask
I'm a tiny, tiny, tiny bird
I want to fly but I can't fly high enough
I'm looking for a warm embrace
I'm not asking too much
I'm a tiny, tiny, tiny, tiny, little bird
There are many things I'd like to know about you, but I'm not sure if I'm too proud of you.
All those who know my name
How are you
The world is so small
We are doomed to have no place to run to
When I've tasted the coldness of people's hearts
When you decide to burn for your ideals
Which is more important: the pressure of life or the dignity of life
I'm a tiny, tiny little bird
I'm a tiny, tiny little bird.
I want to fly but I can't fly high enough
I'm looking for a warm embrace
Is it too much to ask for
I'm a little bird
I want to fly but I can't fly high enough
I'm looking for a warm embrace
I'm not too much to ask for
I'm not too much to ask for
I'm not too much to ask for
They're not too much to ask for.
I'm a tiny little bird
I want to fly but I can't fly high enough
I'm looking for a warm embrace
Is this too much to ask
It's not too much to ask
It's not too much to ask
"I'm a Little Bird" is a song sung by Zhao Chuan and written and composed by Li Zongsheng. lyrics and composed by Li Zongsheng. The song is one of Zhao Chuan's masterpieces, included in Zhao Chuan's album of the same name "I am a small bird" released on August 1, 1990
In the early 1990s after the release of a great response, which can be regarded as the singer and the times of the singer, the song was released in the year is the year of the stormy era, the stronger the sense of insignificance of the individual, and the more likely to be with the song's emotional **** Ming.
In this song, Lee expresses the complexity of his feelings with the simplest notes and sincere and humanistic lyrics.