It s a pity it s not you Yang Zongwei

Updated on amusement 2024-04-24
4 answers
  1. Anonymous users2024-02-08

    Song Title: It's a pity it's not you.

    This moment suddenly feels so familiar, like yesterday and today at the same time.

    The tone of my sentence turns out to be as if you are not the proof that we have loved.

    Almost deceived yourself and deceived you Loving is not necessarily proportional to being loved.

    I knew it was a stroke of luck to be hurt, but I couldn't give myself all of it.

    Try to change it for you, but you can't change the reserved volt line.

    I thought that if I was by your side, it would be forever.

    It seems like yesterday, but yesterday is very far away.

    But with my eyes closed, I can still see.

    It's a pity that it wasn't you who accompanied me to the end, and I walked with me but lost that intersection.

    Thank you for holding my hand and feeling the tenderness.

    In that part, we were close to each other, and I think I have more power to care about you.

    Maybe you have walked into someone else's landscape, how much hope there is also a projection of starlight.

    Trying to change for you, but you can't change the foreshadowing that is reserved.

    I thought that if I was by your side, it would be forever.

    It seems like yesterday, but yesterday is very far away.

    But with my eyes closed, I can still see.

    It's a pity that it wasn't you who accompanied me to the end, and I walked with me but lost that intersection.

    Thank you for holding my hand and feeling the tenderness.

    It's a pity that it wasn't you who accompanied me to the end, and I walked with me but lost that intersection.

    Thank you for holding my hand and feeling the tenderness.

    Thank you for holding my hand and warming my chest.

  2. Anonymous users2024-02-07

    He doesn't seem to be singing at the moment.

  3. Anonymous users2024-02-06

    Actually, neither.

    Lyrics: Yang Zongwei.

    Composer: Wu Guanyan, Yi Jiqi.

    Singing: Yang Zongwei.

    From where there is nothing.

    to a place where there is nothing.

    We acted like nothing happened.

    Take care of yourself and walk on the road.

    The one who forgot is just a bubble.

    It breaks with a light touch of both hands.

    Yellowing There are reasons for his yellowing.

    Thoughts will get thinner and thinner.

    Your former face in the breeze.

    has been blown into the sky.

    I'm in the middle of a city with hurried steps.

    Still living alone.

    I used to dream about it, but it didn't work out.

    I can only rely on a song that really says about me.

    It's with that kind of throat that's particularly dry.

    Singing with a faint sorrow.

    I dreamed of it before, and then it was even more lonely.

    We don't have anything left.

    Forgive me with a particularly vicissitudes of the throat.

    Pretend I'm nostalgic.

    Pretend I'm in pain.

    From where there is nothing.

    to a place where there is nothing.

    We acted like nothing happened.

    Take care of yourself and walk on the road.

    The one who forgot is just a bubble.

    It breaks with a light touch of both hands.

    Yellowing There are reasons for his yellowing.

    Thoughts will get thinner and thinner.

    Your former face in the breeze.

    has been blown into the sky.

    I'm in the middle of a city with hurried steps.

    Still living alone.

    I used to dream about it, but it didn't work out.

    I can only rely on a song that really says about me.

    It's with that kind of throat that's particularly dry.

    Singing with a faint sorrow.

    I dreamed of it before, and then it was even more lonely.

    We don't have anything left.

    Forgive me with a particularly vicissitudes of the throat.

    Pretend I'm nostalgic.

    Pretend I'm in pain.

    I used to dream about it, but it didn't work out.

    I can only rely on a song that really says about me.

    It's with that kind of throat that's particularly dry.

    Singing with a faint sorrow.

    I dreamed of it before, and then it was even more lonely.

    We don't have anything left.

    Forgive me with a particularly vicissitudes of the throat.

    Pretend I'm nostalgic.

    Pretend I'm in pain.

    Actually, I'm really nostalgic.

    And it hurts too.

  4. Anonymous users2024-02-05

    Song lyrics.

    From where there is nothing.

    to a place where there is nothing.

    We acted like nothing happened.

    Take care of yourself and walk on the road.

    The one who forgot is just a bubble.

    It breaks with a light touch of both hands.

    Yellowing There are reasons for his yellowing.

    Thoughts will get thinner and thinner.

    Your former face in the breeze.

    has been blown into the sky.

    I'm in the middle of a city with hurried steps.

    Still living alone.

    I used to dream about it, but it didn't work out.

    I can only rely on a song that really says about me.

    It's with that kind of throat that's particularly dry.

    Singing with a faint sorrow.

    I used to dream about it, and then I was even more lonely.

    We don't have anything left.

    Forgive me with a particularly vicissitudes of the throat.

    Pretend I'm nostalgic.

    Pretend I'm in pain.

    From where there is nothing.

    to a place where there is nothing.

    We acted like nothing happened.

    Take care of yourself and walk on the road.

    The one who forgot is just a bubble.

    It breaks with a light touch of both hands.

    Yellowing There are reasons for his yellowing.

    Thoughts will get thinner and thinner.

    Your former face in the breeze.

    has been blown into the sky.

    I'm in the middle of a city with hurried steps.

    Still living alone.

    I used to dream about it, but it didn't work out.

    I can only rely on a song that really says about me.

    It's with that kind of throat that's particularly dry.

    Singing with a faint sorrow.

    I used to dream about it, and then I was even more lonely.

    We don't have anything left.

    Forgive me with a particularly vicissitudes of the throat.

    Pretend I'm nostalgic.

    Pretend I'm in pain.

    I used to dream about it, but it didn't work out.

    I can only rely on a song that really says about me.

    It's with that kind of throat that's particularly dry.

    Singing with a faint sorrow.

    I used to dream about it, and then I was even more lonely.

    We don't have anything left.

    Forgive me with a particularly vicissitudes of the throat.

    Pretend I'm nostalgic.

    Pretend I'm in pain.

    Actually, I'm really nostalgic.

    And it hurts too.

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