The lyrics, "The love of three lifetimes, every day standing in the dark clouds of the sky," seem to go something like this. It's sung at a square dance. It's fast-paced. It's not a well-known singer.

Three lifetimes of love Lyrics

Female: In a previous life you were a piece of peach blossom

Covered up the sky of my wanting to you

I can't see through the red dust

It's the eyes of you who used to think of me

In the next life, I'm a piece of peach blossom

Was once faded in your fingertips

Listening to the long sigh of you in the red dust

The fallen flowers pined away

Man:

You were a peach blossom in a previous life

Loneliness bloomed all over the red dust

I was in love with you in the flowers

Watching thoughts wither in the cold moon

I was a peach blossom in the next life

Your marriage was written on the petals

The people who pitied the flowers didn't understand the darkness of the flower mystery

Combined:

This is the only thing that made it so hard to pay back the love

Man: The love that we had for each other was the love that we had for our children.

I've exchanged my love for you in three lifetimes

I've exchanged my love for you in three lifetimes

I've exchanged my love for you in three lifetimes

I just don't want to wish that we'll meet again in the next life

I've exchanged my love for you in three lifetimes

I've searched for you for too long, but our time together has been too short

They've been searching for you for too long, but we've been searching for you for too long.

I'd trade my love for you in three lifetimes

I just don't want to miss every day of our lives

I'd trade my love for you in three lifetimes

I just want to be able to face you again in this life

I'd trade my love for you in three lifetimes

I just don't want to wish for us to meet again in the next life

I'd trade my love for you in three lifetimes

I'd trade my love for you in three lifetimes

I'd trade my love for you in one lifetime

I'd trade my love for you in two lifetimes

Woman:In the next life, I was a piece of peach blossom

I used to wither at your fingertips

Listening to your long sighs in the red dust

Combined:The falling flowers emaciated my face thinking about you

This is the first time that I have ever thought about you, but I am not sure if it is true.