Yang Zongwei, Zhang Bichen - Coolness {Cantonese}

"Cool" - Zhang Bichen & Yang Zongwei

It's getting cooler at night

The flowers are frosty on the ground

You're looking from afar

All the twilight

Not thinking about it

Since it's hard to forget

The peach blossoms are cooler in the morning

In a past life, how could you let go of them

This sea of hearts is vast

To pretend that it's not painful

It's not itchy, it's not strong

It's all fake

Still pretending it doesn't hurt

No itch, no fuss

It's all an illusion

Cool night

Thoughts of you become a river

Turned into spring mud

To protect me

Shallow years

Which brush against my beloved's sleeve

Piece by piece, the fragrance of the flowers

Into the stream of water

The coolness of the sky

Rippling with flowers

Falling into the mortal world

Hurting me

It is easy to get through life

It is hard to get through love

Depreciated heart

There are still a few bits of hatred from the past life

There are still a few bits of hate

From the previous life

There are still a few bits of hatred from the previous life

There are still a few bits of hatred from the previous life

And I have also had a little bit of frost on the sideburns

There is also a time when the light came back from your eyes. I've seen you in the light

The years are long

How can we waste time

To roam

To wander

To grow up

The peach blossoms are cool

In this life, the more they grow hotter

One of them is already reassuring

Enough for the third life

The backs of the two are twinned

The backs of the two are twinned.

Back to back

On the water's edge

Cool night

River of thoughts for you

Turned into spring mud

Protecting me

Shallow years

Brushed all over my lover's sleeve

Pieces of fragrance

Into the water's flow

Cool heavenly feeling

Ribbling with all the color of the flowers

Falling into the mortal world

Hurting me

Easy to overcome the life crisis

Difficult to overcome the love crisis

Depreciated heart

And a little bit of the hatred from the past life

Three lifetimes in the coolness of the world

Looking like a dream

Few years in a flash

Wind-drying the tear tracks

We can't recognize each other if we recall

If we remember

If we remember, then we can't recognize each other again.

If we can't recognize each other again

Let the love affair

Fall into the dust

Ten miles of coolness

When will the spring bloom again

When will we see the trees again

A windy day

The falling flowers are meaningful

The flowing water is relentless

Don't let the grudges and the love and hatred

Cool down the flower's purity

My wish is to hold the dust together

If I can't, I'm going to be able to do so

When I can't, I'll be able to see it. >My life's desire is to hold the dust.