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Backstring: go away, oh yeah, you still owe me something
sara:something?
After: that's it, uh ......
Backstring: darling you still owe me a hug ......
Harmony: darling you still owe me a hug
Let me wake up and remember
How much does the most loving person love me
But the tears are falling down
darling you still owe me a smile
Let me chase away my worries when I'm alone
Not much loves me
Falling in love with you is the only thing that I'm proud of
Backstring:ooh~Touched down like an apple that's smashing down
Eve ambushed me on the street
Sweet raid to say you love me
oh~Falling in love is like a mint crashing coke
Chilled heart boiling apprehension
Who's waiting for me on the bench under the fountain
sara: Your legend of falling in love There's not a lot of tenderness, it's true
I'm here to fill in the blank paragraphs
Lovin' each other sucks Excuses Ready or not
Backstring: ready and waiting Embracing on the streets of lovers
Dreaming of the results of love
darling You still owe me a hug
Let me wake up and remember the taste
How much does the one who loves me the most love me
Watch the tears fall down
darling You still owe me A smile
To keep my worries away when I'm alone
There aren't many people who love me
Falling in love with you is the only thing I'm proud of
RAP: Wait, I still have something to say...
Walking slowly down the street I'm pulling on your hand
I've just found an endangered species of tenderness on the planet
Oh!
Oh, I promise, you believe, this feeling is destiny
I'll walk with you till the church door
Your loneliness is forgotten after a tight embrace
My happiness is put in a purse and wrapped up for a long, long time
Love is I promise, you believe, this feeling is destiny
I'll walk with you till eternity, this is destiny
sara: the legend of your love is not very tender indeed
I'm here to fill in the blank paragraphs
Lousy excuses for falling in love Ready or not
Backstring: ready and waiting to cuddle in the streets of lovers
Dreaming of the results of love
darling you still owe me a hug
so I can wake up and remember the taste
The most painful thing is that you're the one that's going to make it happen.
How much does the one who loves me the most love me
Watch the tears fall down
darlingYou still owe me a smile
Let me chase away my worries when I'm lonely
Not how much the one who loves me the most loves me
Falling in love with you is the only thing that I'm proud of
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Doll face
The doll face you sent landed on the side
It's a shame I haven't found it yet
The doll face you drew circled on a latte
Pour a glass of love's sweetness
Mark in quotes the tip of your brow
Add brackets to your smile
You're leading a one-horned white horse
Sissy's curly hair Plus a lolita
<Wake up the phone in my pocket
Grimm's princess, Andersen's queen
Children holding hands drinking fantasies
Blinking eyelashes, quirking mouths, agelessness with a bad grin
Lazy seconds hanging in syrup
You sent a doll face that landed on the side
Too bad I didn't find it yet
You drew a doll face, a lattice.
Pour a cup of the sweetness of love
Recently it's a windy day in the south, the tide of love
Exaggerate it, in front of you
That year's doll face gave me the same
Unchanged beautiful everything
Your expression is very digital and I have a hard time with my WIFI
Your doll face is much more than a picture of killing cats, Honey Honey Honey!
It's not just airplanes overhead, it's also love that's floating around
Look at the JPGJPG
You've got a very digital expression, and I'm having a hard time with WIFI
You're a baby with a baby face and multiple pictures of killing cats, Honey Honey HA!
It's not just airplanes overhead, it's also love that's floating around
Look at the JPGJPG
The Princess of Grimm's house, Andersen, is the princess of the world, and she is the princess of the world.
The princess of the Grimm's, the queen of the Andersen's
The child who holds hands and drinks fantasy
Blinking eyelashes, quirking the corners of the mouth, the agelessness of a bad smile
Lazy seconds hanging in the syrup
The doll face you sent landed next to me
It's a pity I haven't found it yet
The doll face you drew, circled on a latte
Pour a cup of the sweetness of love.
Recently it's been a windy day in the south, a tidal wave of love
Exaggerate it, in front of you
That year's doll face gave me no change
No change in all the beautiful things
Most of the deepest love doll face gave me no change
No change in all the beautiful things
Next stop to kiss goodbye
Composed by: backstring
The next stop to kiss goodbye is the next stop to kiss goodbye.
Drowsy in the crook of your back
Love comes together at both ends
Even if it's a second more
I can hold you tight at least
Pulling you around
Warmth in the palm of my hand
Can you still
Persuade the minutes and the seconds to stop flowing
Relationships in the air
The pendulum swings in a melancholic way
I'm used to love.
Kissing you goodbye at the stroke of midnight
At the last ring
Pulling you around
The warmth of your hand
Can you still
Extend the short time indefinitely
Love sighs
The pendulum swings in despondency
The next kiss
Which train station will the next kiss
Bronze covered Patina-covered hour and minute hands are still winding
People in circles are near but far apart
Maybe we'll be old by the time we meet
Cogs counting the dullness and pendulums counting the heartbeats
Patina-covered hour and minute hands are still winding
People in circles are near but far apart
People in circles are far apart
Maybe we'll be old by the time we meet
Maybe we'll be old by the time we meet
What station will we kiss goodbye
At which station will you kiss?
The gears count the dullness and the pendulum counts the heartbeats
I'm used to love spinning
Chasing you day and night
I like to learn how to be lazy
Drowsy in the crook of your back
Love comes together at the ends and then breaks apart
Even if it is one second more inaccurate
I can still hold you tight, at least
Looking at you, I can spin you around.
The warmth of your hand
Can you still
Persuade the minutes and seconds to stop flowing
Relationships are sighing
The pendulum is melancholy
Kissing the whole time goodbye
At the last chime
Pulling you around
The warmth of your hand
Can you still
Extend the
Love in a long sigh
The pendulum is confused
Next kiss goodbye
Which station
Next kiss goodbye
Which station
Backstring - Creed
Words/Compositions/Arrangements: Backstring
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Ears are saying yes yes yes
It is fate that gives you the most powerful bright red
Struggle is just before nirvana
Poetry is tattooed on the back of the soul
God told me yes yes yes yes
It is the ordeal arranged by heaven don't be weak
What is the fear of the demon that meets us
This is the first time that I have seen the world in the past, but I am not sure what I think is the most important thing to know about this. Don't have to say don't have to say you know
Sunlight locked in the corners of the heart
Black alarm clock urges
Spirit to wake up to the moment
Faith is like
Lightning breaks through the sky
Through hurricanes whirlwinds
I still have a smile
You told me that you love me
Like a kind of torture
The code of loneliness
It is a code of love.
The code of loneliness
Doesn't allow love to land
Forgive me for remembering
The clues to the mission
Surviving old fires waiting for me to hitch a ride
Ears whispering yes yes yes
It's fate that gives you the most potent bright red color
Struggling is just before nirvana
Poetry tattooed on the back of your soul
God told me yes yes yes
It's the trials and tribulations of God's plan Don't be weak
What is the fear of the oncoming demons
No need to say it No need to say it You know
The fragility of life
Doesn't mean I'll be weak
Carved on the wall the creed of the winds fights without without a remnant
The last minute of the day
Facing the intersection of decision making
The last minute of the day
The fate of my mission confronts you with yours
Before the destruction plays the rhythm of "Sorrowful Choke", and touches the Keyborad warheads in a series of Say no!
Despite letting the winds and waves of destiny bow down to be my only audience
Forget the ears!
You said you loved me
Like a torture
The code of loneliness
Doesn't allow love to land
Forgive me for remembering
The clues to the mission
Survival of the old fires waiting to be rescued
The ear is saying yes yes yes
It's destiny! The brightest red color you've ever been given
Struggling just before nirvana
Poetry tattooed on the back of my soul
God told me yes yes yes
It's the trials and tribulations of the heavens Don't show your weakness
What are the demons in your face to fear
No need to say it No need to say it You know
Ears are saying yes yes yes
It's destiny The brightest red you've ever been given
Struggling just before nirvana
Poetry tattooed on the back of my soul
God told me yes yes yes
It's the trials and tribulations of the heavens Don't be weak
What are the demons in your face to fear
Not having to say, not having to say, you know
What are the demons in your face to fear
Not having to say, not having to say you know
Not having to say, not having to say, you know
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苏州城外的微笑
后弦
繁花似锦似我写不够
城墙布布布遍满你的哀愁
举棋棋棋的 船头
要刮向哪哪
Fallen flowers were once gentle even when they died
Send off the time to be confiscated
Bitter poems can quench the wine
Long-hated songs can barely send a sip
Flicked scenery, scribbled along the umbrella
The clouds in the sky are the most silent
It is the darkness of love
Your smile can't hide the night's old age
My embrace is the only thing that I have to say to you.
My embrace can't stop the last second
Your answer, like an incomparable warmth
Love ebbs and flows, who could have predicted, it's the smile that puts a stop to it
RAP:
(Outside of the city your smile can't hide the old age of the night
Knowing that embrace can't stop the feelings of the last second
Weeds on top of the canvas
I hate love and hate to burn it.
It's hard to predict how many times I'll draw a line in the sand.
I can't write enough flowers
The city walls are covered with your sorrow
The uncertainty of the ship's prow
Which port to scrape to
The death of fallen flowers was also tender
Send off to confiscate the time
Bitter poems can quench the wine
Long-hated songs can barely send a sip
Flick to the The scenery, painted along the umbrella
The cloud in the sky is the most silent
It is the dark surge of love
Your smile can not hide a night of old age
My embrace can not stop the last second
Your answer, like an incomparable piercing warmth
Love ebbs and flows who could have predicted that it is the smile that draws a period
The upper there is ah paradise (half)
This is a very important part of the story.
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Bicycle Lovers
Rear Chord
Seventeen year old bicycle and I
Round Dance Cycle is very Mozart
Brain Still separated from the river of love
Uphill and downhill in the chase
A few Hugo paragraphs twist and turn
The bell rings wildly, only Mr. Slow Motion
Apples busy with the code of centrifugal force
Tail seat, who's the passenger, the answer is still in tug-of-war
Single, Puccini sighs the sad choice
Cut out your back in windowpaper and stick it to your heart, like a copy of your desk
The seventeen-year-old bike and me
Wheeling cycle is very Mozart
My mind, still separated by the river of love
The round dance cycle is very Mozart
My mind, still separated by the river of love
The mind is still separated by the river of love
Uphill and downhill in the chase
A few twists and turns of Hugo's passages
The bell rings wildly and only Mr. Slow Motion
Apples are busy matching the code of centrifugal force
Tail Seat The answer to the question of who's a passenger is still in tug-of-war
Bachelor Puccini sings of a tragic choice
Shearing your back into a Windowpaper on the heart like copying your desk
Seventeen-year-old bike and me
Wheel dance cycle is very Mozart
The mind is still separated by the river of love
Uphill and downhill in the chase
A few Hugo passages twist and turn
The bell rhapsodizes about Mr. Slow Motion
You're coming back? Graffiti under the tree, light coming to the sprinkler
Hutong entrance, princess car, hesitant long hair
Will you love? Pine tea Time to stay
Just pumped up determination together with the permanent card two-eight
Seventeen-year-old bicycle and I
The round dance cycle is very Mozart
Mind is still separated by the river of love
The chase in the uphill and downhill
A few minutes of Hugo paragraph twists and turns
The next bell rhapsodizes about the Mr. Only Slow Motion
Seventeen year old bike and I
The round dance cycle is very Mozart
The mind is still separated by the river of love
Uphill downhill in the chase
A few Hugo passages twist and turn
The next class bell rhapsody is only in Mr. Slow Motion
This site lyrics are from the Internet
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Ye Yi Ye
Ye Yi Ye
Ye Yi Ye Yi Ye Yi Ye Yi......
Walking through the west wing, a fragrance hits my nose
The lady next door is still in the middle of the flower
The shoes forgot where they were going
Stopping at 19 years old, I feel depressed
It's a good idea to ask what happened to the flower in the pot.
The dream of the scholar still exists in the West Wing when he was a teenager
I have passed through the West Wing again, the daydream of twelve years ago
Note down the year of you and me
The Song of Water Songs sighs a song
I have passed through the West Wing again, the talent of twelve years later
The hundred flowers are still there, but the building has been emptied
It is difficult to keep that flower blooming for a long time
We have passed through the West Wing again, the dream of the scholar still exists.
I have passed through the West Wing again, twelve years after the talent
Hundreds of flowers are still there and the buildings are empty
The flowers bloom long and it is hard for people to stay
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The birds on the trees, why do you frown
The people on the ground are drunk with the word "Love"
I have passed through the West Wing again, twelve years ago, daydreaming
I have passed through the West Wing again, twelve years ago, daydreaming
I have passed through the West Wing again, twelve years after the talent
Memorizing the year you were there
The Song of Water Songs Sigh
I'm passing through the West Wing again, twelve years later, I'm so talented
The hundred flowers are still there, the buildings are already empty
That the flowers bloom long and it's hard for people to stay
That the flowers bloom long and it's hard for people to stay