A very old Cantonese song, the lyrics are probably that shadow, that shadow, all body is on fire, al

It's good that we've loved it.

Language: Chinese.

Affiliation**: Several Xue Zhiqian.

It's dark and you sleep on the left.

You've decided, but you're still choking.

If you will be sad too.

Why insist on leaving.

It's dawn and the luggage is on the left.

Passing by the street you like.

Don't want you to know.

I'm harder than you.

Believe it, I believe it.

I love you and you love me.

You won't know until you're separated.

I love you so much.

My dear, I can't rest assured.

Don't worry about me, I'm your concern.

But they all know that there is no going back.

It's good that we've loved, and we've fallen apart.

There's no end to this, you and I both know it.

Let's just say okay and forget together.

I'm afraid to love to the deepest place.

I can't forgive.

Believe it, I believe it.

I love you and you love me.

You won't know until you're separated.

I love you so much.

My dear, I can't rest assured.

Don't worry about me, I'm your concern.

But they all know that there is no going back.

It's good that we've loved, and we've fallen apart.

There's no end to this, you and I both know it.

Let's just say okay and forget together.

I'm afraid to love to the deepest place.

I can't forgive.

I'm afraid to love to the deepest place.

I can't forgive.

Dusk - Zhou Chuanxiong.

Words: Chen Xinrong.

Music: Zhou Chuanxiong.

Spend the whole summer.

Sorrow is no better.

Drive on the endless highways.

There is a feeling of leaving oneself.

I can't finish a song.

Tiredness and dark circles remain.

The world of feelings hurts inevitably.

No matter how beautiful the dusk is, it will eventually be night.

I still remember to say it from your mouth, and the reproduction is as resolute as iron.

There was an illusion of scorching sun in the dimness.

The horizon at dusk.

Love enters the eternal night.

I still remember the tears that slipped from your eyes and I was heartbroken.

There is an illusion of tear burns in the chaos.

The horizon at dusk.

Love has become disillusioned.

I can't finish a song.

Tiredness and dark circles remain.

The world of feelings hurts inevitably.

No matter how beautiful the dusk is, it will eventually be night.

I still remember to say it from your mouth, and the reproduction is as resolute as iron.

There was an illusion of scorching sun in the dimness.

The horizon at dusk.

Draw a parting sentence.

Love enters the eternal night.

I still remember the tears that slipped from your eyes and I was heartbroken.

There is an illusion of tear burns in the chaos.

The horizon at dusk.

Cut off the joy of happiness.

Love has become disillusioned.

I still remember to say it from your mouth, and the reproduction is as resolute as iron.

There was an illusion of scorching sun in the dimness.

The horizon at dusk.

Draw a parting sentence.

Love enters the eternal night.

I still remember the tears that slipped from your eyes and I was heartbroken.

There is an illusion of tear burns in the chaos.

The horizon at dusk.

Cut off the joy of happiness.

Love has become disillusioned.