I hear a song, the song is fast, the lyrics only hear why, and I hear the soul illuminate these word

In the name of the Father ?

Jay. Cool morning dew.

Wet black dresses with fog on the stone pavement.

The father is whispering helpless consciousness.

It can only be more cruel, all for the sake of.

The road to the sanctuary.

The fog that doesn't go away.

Hidden intentions, who paced softly.

It's too late to cry before you stop.

The bullets that pass through are taken away.

temperature, each of us is guilty.

Guilty of different sins.

I can decide who's right.

Who should be asleep?

Arguments cannot be resolved.

In the never-ending night.

Turn off your mouth.

Whoever stands in the way of the only favor is guilty.

There is no way back from regret.

Judgment in the name of the Father.

That doesn't feel like a suitable word.

It's like laughing and crying at the same time.

Staring at the complete darkness.

The tragedy that stops the tragedy from spreading will intoxicate me.

Bow down and kiss my left hand.

In exchange for the promise of forgiveness.

The old pipe organ is in the corner.

Always always always accompanied.

The black curtain was blown by the wind, and the sunlight penetrated wordlessly.

Sprinkle it on the group that I tamed.

The beast cried out silently.

Silent shouts of loneliness began to ferment.

Laughing at me all the time.

Memories burn in.

A picture of what was once innocent.

Cruel tenderness appears.

When the time comes, let's pray together.

Merciful Father, I have fallen.

I can't see the kingdom of sin.

Please forgive my conceit.

No one can say that there is no one to say.

It's so hard to bear the glory, and there is a loneliness engraved behind it.

Close my eyes and I see again.

The picture of that dream.

The sky is misty.

My father held my hand.

Walk gently along the quiet stone path in the early morning.

Bow down and kiss my left hand.

In exchange for the promise of forgiveness.

The old pipe organ is in the corner.

Always always always accompanied.

The black curtain was blown by the wind.

The sun pierces wordlessly.

Sprinkle it on the beasts that I have tamed.

Silent shouting, silent shouting.

Loneliness begins to ferment.

Laughing at me all the time.

Memories gradually burn.

A picture of what was once innocent.

Cruelly and gently appeared.

Vulnerable time has come.

Let's pray together.

Merciful Father, I have fallen.

I can't see the kingdom of sin.

Please forgive my conceit.

No one can say that there is no one to say.

It's unbearable. Behind the glory is engraved a loneliness.

Merciful Father, I have fallen.

I can't see the kingdom of sin.

Please forgive my conceit.

Merciful Father, I have fallen.

I can't see the kingdom of sin.

Please forgive my conceit.

No one can say that there is no one to say.

It's unbearable. Behind the glory is engraved a loneliness.

Close my eyes and I see again.

The picture of that dream.

The sky is misty.

My father held my hand.

Walk through gently. The quiet stone road in the early morning.

1. Lyrics. Walk down the old subway exit.

Deliberately held back the tears.

And then smashed the guitar.

I am reluctant to go.

Faintly looking at the noisy street.

I sang half of what I had written.

Look at the sky and ask fate, do you hear?

Let the footsteps run in a hurry.

There is always a longer road ahead.

Is it true that the only thing that can be returned is the hometown?

Every day I really talk about my dreams.

I want to hide it in my memory.

Who said there was hope? It's echoing in my ears.

I hear the frustration of life's bleakness.

I hear the direction of the dream section.

I hear people give up.

Someone is strong. Knowing that the south wall of the road ahead is still brave.

I hear hope in the remaining corners.

I heard faint applause.

I hear people being stubborn.

Someone is just like me.

Floating in this sea of people.

Not forgotten. Let the footsteps run in a hurry.

There is always a longer road ahead.

Is it true that the only thing that can be returned is the hometown?

Every day I really talk about my dreams.

I want to hide it in my memory.

Who said there was hope? It's echoing in my ears.

I hear the frustration of life's bleakness.

I hear the direction of the dream section.

I hear people give up.

Someone is strong. Knowing that the south wall of the road ahead is still brave.

I hear hope in the remaining corners.

I heard faint applause.

I hear people being stubborn.

Someone is just like me.

Floating in this sea of people.

Not forgotten. I hear the frustration of life's bleakness.

I hear the direction of the dream section.

I hear people give up.

Someone is strong. Knowing that the south wall of the road ahead is still brave.

I hear hope in the remaining corners.

I heard faint applause.

I hear people being stubborn.

Someone is just like me.

Floating in this sea of people.

Not forgotten. 2, He Liu, born on September 3 in Jilin Province, is a male singer in Chinese mainland and a leader of the new generation of Chinese songs. The main representative works are "What am I in your eyes", "Brother for You", "It's also worth it", "Rare True Brother".

The song "Love is You and Me".

Lyrics: Love is you and me.

A life intertwined with heart.

Love is you and me.

An unwavering commitment in the midst of adversity.

Love is your hand.

Caress my wounds.

Love is with my heart.

Listen to your sorrows and joys.

Love is you and me. A life intertwined with heart.

Love is you and me.

An unwavering commitment in the midst of adversity.

Love is your hand.

Caress the wounds I have dug up.

Love is with my heart.

Listen to your sorrows and joys.

I'm here in this world.

Let the storm whirlpool.

A promise of genuine love.

Let me see the sun shining, love hugging me.

We felt her touch.

Even if life gives me endless pain and torment.

Love is you and me. A life intertwined with heart.

Love is you and me.

An unwavering commitment in the midst of adversity.

Love is your hand.

Caress my wounds.

Love is with my heart.

Listen to your sorrows and joys.

I'm here in this world.

Let Duan whisper to the storm whirlpool.

A promise of genuine love.

Let me see the sun shining, love hugging me.

We felt her touch.

Even if life gives me endless pain and torment.