Singer: Black Boy
Word: Yongjia
Song: Marco
The moonlight is hazy.
Send wine with the wind
Too many poems.
It is empty to live a drunken life and dream a dead life.
Have sex with you after getting drunk. Do you remember?
A prudent heart
Why is there only this song?
Will make you whisper to each other
An intoxicating breeze
I think too much.
Impulse like a moth to a fire.
Finally, a candle burned me out.
At the end of the song, no one is wrong.
I see through it.
The emptiness of dreams
The piano plays one song at a time.
Do you like it?
Wind, snow and the moon are all beautiful.
Have sex with you after getting drunk. Do you remember?
A prudent heart
The butterfly has disappeared without a trace.
Raise a glass to drown your sorrows.
Nobody loves you.
I think too much.
Impulse like a moth to a fire.
Finally, a candle burned me out.
At the end of the song, no one is wrong.
I see through it.
The moonlight is hazy.
Send wine with the wind
Too many poems.
It is empty to live a drunken life and dream a dead life.
Get drunk and have sex with you.
Do you remember?
The emptiness of dreams
The piano plays one song at a time.
Do you like it?
Wind, snow and the moon are all beautiful.
Get drunk and have sex with you.
Do you remember?
I think too much.
Impulse like a moth to a fire.
Finally, a candle burned me out.
At the end of the song, no one is wrong.
I see through it.