Look up at the sky who sang the English song

Looking up at the sky and singing - He Yuchu.

Words: He Yuchu.

Music: Wu Junru.

Every time I look up at the sky, I feel it.

Is it blue or my mush.

The past is vividly in the attitude of the corners of the eyes and mouth.

I'm alone savoring the way I came.

Every second of tossing and turning, the determination is not strong.

Is it the jerkiness of love or the wrong choice.

I really don't want to mention the heart-warming ending.

Hug too early, maybe go in a hurry.

Who can understand the pain of looking up at the sky.

Blue memories live in my heart.

If that's too extravagant.

I won't stay any longer.

The pain that you don't want to talk about is useless.

The room was left with a charming emptiness.

If you have one more second to retain.

Whether the ending is unbearable to look back on.

Every time I look up at the sky, I feel it.

Is it blue or my mush.

The past is vividly in the attitude of the corners of the eyes and mouth.

I'm alone savoring the way I came.

Every second of tossing and turning, the determination is not strong.

Is it the jerkiness of love or the wrong choice.

I really don't want to mention the heart-warming ending.

Hug too early, maybe go in a hurry.

Who can understand the pain of looking up at the sky.

Blue memories live in my heart.

If that's too extravagant.

I won't stay any longer.

The pain that you don't want to talk about is useless.

The room was left with a charming emptiness.

If you have one more second to retain.

Whether the ending is unbearable to look back on.

Look up at the sky and sing.

He Yuchu. Words: He Yuchu.

Music: Wu Junru.

Every time I look up at the sky, I feel it.

Is it blue or my mush.

The past is vividly in the attitude of the corners of the eyes and mouth.

I'm old enough to savor the way I came.

Every second of tossing and turning, the determination is not strong.

Is it the jerkiness of love or the wrong choice.

I really don't want to mention the heart-warming ending.

Hug too early, maybe go in a hurry.

Who can understand the pain of looking up at the sky.

Blue memories dwell in my mind.

If that's too extravagant.

I won't. Won't stay any longer.

The pain that you don't want to talk about is useless.

The room was left with a charming emptiness.

If more. One second to retain.

The end is not. It's hard to look back.

It's hard to look back. Every time I look up at the sky, I feel it.

Is it blue or my mush.

The past is vividly in the attitude of the corners of the eyes and mouth.

I'm alone savoring the way I came.

Every second of tossing and turning, the determination is not strong.

Is it the jerky or noisy of love is the mistake of choice.

I really don't want to mention the heart-warming ending.

Hug too early, maybe go in a hurry.

Who can understand the pain of looking up at the sky.

Blue memories live in my heart.

If that's too extravagant.

I won't. Won't stay any longer.

The pain that you don't want to talk about is useless.

The room was left with a charming emptiness.

If more. One second to retain.

The end is not. It's hard to look back.

It's hard to look back.

Tang Baoru - "The Sky of Fate".

Lyrics: The radio accompanies me into the night.

Listen carefully along the road to your ** central sound broken.

Slowly recount who you mourn at night.

On the day of the long parting, you were willing to live alone again.

The embarrassed heart was put into this show.

As you used to know, you were a couple.

I wish I could not sleep like you.

Feel the emptiness of the years.

You are too burdened by being lonely for a long time.

People can't sleep after losing their beloved.

In the distance than in the Seattle sky.

It's your loneliness and heartache.

Like every tear wiping across the night sky.

In the breeze in this carriage.

It's me who loses and tastes frozen.

It is the heart of this sad listener.

Expect to encounter a chance in the cape.

Bear your tears and dreams.

The streetlights recede along me unconsciously.

Red-eyed listen to your analysis of the day's lovers.

But there are no words that make you live in the past.

I have to have a thousand things in the past.

You are too burdened by being lonely for a long time.

People can't sleep after losing their beloved.

In the distance than in the Seattle sky.

It's your loneliness and heartache.

Like every tear wiping across the night sky.

In the breeze in this carriage.

It's me who loses and tastes frozen.

It is the heart of this sad listener.

Expect to encounter a chance in the cape.

Bear your tears and dreams.

In the distance than in the Seattle sky.

It's your loneliness and heartache.

Like every tear wiping across the night sky.

In the breeze in this carriage.

It's me who loses and tastes frozen.

It is the heart of this sad listener.

Expect to encounter a chance in the cape.

Bear your tears and dreams.

The sky of fate, Tang Baoru.

Look up at the sky, embrace me at night, and the stars look at me quietly like you.

The lonely child sings the song of longing as if you never left.

The more I want to forget, the more I remember it, looking at yesterday smiling at you.

I'd rather you leave me and go on a long journey than you disappear like this and leave me behind.

If I met you in the White Auditorium of Heaven, please remember that we were in love.

Look up at the sky, please hug me, tell me like you are innocent and helpless.

Fallen children, please sing the song of courage as if you never left.

The more I want to forget, the more I remember it, watching yesterday run towards you.

I'd rather you leave me and go on a long journey than you disappear like this and leave me behind.

If I met you in the White Auditorium of Heaven, please remember that we were in love.

Those who have lost it know that this heartache is like a moth that has no turning back to put out a fire.

The spark of concern burns me in an instant, and I love as beautiful as a meteor.

I'd rather you leave me and go on a long journey than you disappear like this and leave me behind.

If I meet you, please let me meet you again, love you with my life, and never let you leave me again.

Tell you softly, thank you for loving me.

Look up at the sky and sing.

He Yuchu. Words: He Yuchu.

Music: Wu Junru.

Every time I look up at the sky, I feel it.

Is it blue or my mush.

The past is vividly in the attitude of the corners of the eyes and mouth.

I'm old enough to savor the way I came.

Every second of tossing and turning, the determination is not strong.

Is it the jerkiness of love or the wrong choice.

I really don't want to mention the heart-warming ending.

Hug too early, maybe go in a hurry.

Who can understand the pain of looking up at the sky.

Blue memories dwell in my mind.

If that's too extravagant.

I won't. Won't stay any longer.

The pain that you don't want to talk about is useless.

The room was left with a charming emptiness.

If more. One second to retain.

The end is not. It's hard to look back.

It's hard to look back. Every time I look up at the sky, I feel it.

Is it blue or my mush.

The past is vividly in the attitude of the corners of the eyes and mouth.

I'm alone savoring the way I came.

Every second of tossing and turning, the determination is not strong.

Is it the jerky or noisy of love is the mistake of choice.

I really don't want to mention the heart-warming ending.

Hug too early, maybe go in a hurry.

Who can understand the pain of looking up at the sky.

Blue memories live in my heart.

If that's too extravagant.

I won't. Won't stay any longer.

The pain that you don't want to talk about is useless.

The room was left with a charming emptiness.

If more. One second to retain.

The end is not. It's hard to look back.

It's hard to look back.