It s as if there is a song and the melody of no tears in Moscow, but the lyrics are not the same.

Song: Next Stop Diva.

Singer: Twins **: Touch of Love stood in front of Daimaru and looked carefully at my path.

The next station to Tianhou is of course the best.

But once the gorgeous star journey is afraid of heights.

Will there be a hug from him behind his back?

Couples on Paterson Street.

There was a kind of Gu Xuan's pride on his face.

Singing on stage may not be better.

Popularity is nothing more than soap bubbles.

Even if one day you start singing, who will sing again.

He couldn't go to the scene and still lived in vain.

Not being in love taught me how to sing.

I still can't sing a lot of love songs.

How to shine in front of the stage.

It's hard to whisper and sing softly to your favorite in your ear.

Daydreaming of flying is never too far away, too abstract.

In the end, it is ideal to become a bride after changing the sky.

In Times Square, there is always a prize for everyone.

I don't have any fans to admire him.

Couples on Paterson Street.

There was a kind of Gu Xuan's pride on his face.

Singing on stage may not be better.

Popularity is just soap bubbles ha...

Even if one day you start singing, who will sing again.

He couldn't go to the scene and still lived in vain.

Not being in love taught me how to sing.

I still can't sing a lot of love songs.

How to shine in front of the stage.

It's hard to whisper and sing softly to your favorite in your ear.

In fact, the biggest ideal in my heart.

Go home with him and sing for him.

twins "Next Stop Diva" 2003 work, earlier than the Chinese version.

Stand in front of Daimaru and carefully watch my way.

The next station to Tianhou is of course the best.

But once the gorgeous star journey is afraid of heights.

Will there be a hug from him behind his back?

Couples on Paterson Street.

There was a kind of Gu Xuan's pride on his face.

Singing on stage may not be better.

Popularity is nothing more than soap bubbles.

Even if one day you start singing, who will sing again.

He couldn't go to the scene and still lived in vain.

Not being in love taught me how to sing.

I still can't sing a lot of love songs.

How to shine in front of the stage.

It's hard to whisper and sing softly to your favorite in your ear.

Daydreaming of flying is never too far away, too abstract.

In the end, it is ideal to become a bride after changing the sky.

In Times Square, there is always a prize for everyone.

I don't have any fans to admire him.

Couples on Paterson Street.

There was a kind of Gu Xuan's pride on his face.

Singing on stage may not be better.

Popularity is just soap bubbles ha...

Even if one day you start singing, who will sing again.

He couldn't go to the scene and still lived in vain.

Not being in love taught me how to sing.

I still can't sing a lot of love songs.

How to shine in front of the stage.

It's hard to whisper and sing softly to your favorite in your ear.

In fact, the biggest ideal in my heart.

Go home with him and sing for him.

Ditto, one in Cantonese - "Next Stop Diva Queen", and one in Chinese - "No Tears in Moscow".

Chinese - "No Tears in Moscow" Cantonese - "Next Stop Queen", the lyrics are different The melody is the same.

Chinese "No Tears in Moscow" Cantonese "Next Stop Queen".

It's "Next Stop Diva", the title song of Twins' Cantonese ** released in 2002, it's very good, I'm a super fan of Twins

Song: "No Tears in Moscow".

Lyrics: Xu Changde.

Composer: Wu Lecheng.

Singing: twins

Lyrics: Winter parting, late at night in Moscow.

Columns of troops, heavily guarded in the streets.

No one here notices who is in love with whom.

For afflictions do not allow people to break down, if emotionally accustomed to guarding.

Loneliness is surrounded by one more wall, and love is faint.

Remind me that this time it is a sin not to hug again.

There were no tears in Moscow, heavy snow fell.

You're so cold and haggard, single me.

originally thought that I could not talk to anyone for the rest of my life.

There were no tears in Moscow, but I shed tears.

I can't stop crying praise, so that I am not afraid of heartbreak.

It's your best beauty, a winter parting.

In the middle of the night in Moscow, columns of troops.

The streets are heavily guarded, and no one notices here.

Whoever falls in love with whom, for suffering does not allow people to break.

If you are emotionally accustomed to being on guard, loneliness will be surrounded by one more wall.

Love faintly reminds me this time.

No more hugging is a sin, there are no tears in Moscow.

The snow is falling, and you are so haggard with cold.

I was single, I originally thought.

You can live without anyone, there are no tears in Moscow.

But I wept and wept and praised.

Let me pay without fear of heartbreak, is your best beauty.

There were no tears in Moscow, but I shed tears.

I can't stop crying praise, so that I am not afraid of heartbreak.

Be your best beauty, love in the oldest borders.

I don't want to be able to get out of it anymore.

Song: "No Tears in Moscow".

Lyrics: Xu Changde.

Composer: Wu Lecheng.

Singing: twins

Lyrics: Winter parting, late at night in Moscow.

Columns of troops, heavily guarded in the streets.

No one here notices who is in love with whom.

For afflictions do not allow people to break down, if emotionally accustomed to guarding.

Loneliness is surrounded by one more wall, and love is faint.

Remind me that this time it is a sin not to hug again.

There were no tears in Moscow, heavy snow fell.

You're so cold and haggard, single me.

originally thought that I could not talk to anyone for the rest of my life.

There were no tears in Moscow, but I shed tears.

I can't stop crying praise, so that I am not afraid of heartbreak.

It's your best beauty, a winter parting.

In the middle of the night in Moscow, columns of troops.

The streets are heavily guarded, and no one notices here.

Whoever falls in love with whom, for suffering does not allow people to break.

If you are emotionally accustomed to being on guard, loneliness will be surrounded by one more wall.

Love faintly reminds me this time.

No more hugging is a sin, there are no tears in Moscow.

The snow is falling, and you are so haggard with cold.

I was single, I originally thought.

You can live without anyone, there are no tears in Moscow.

But I wept and wept and praised.

Let me pay without fear of heartbreak, is your best beauty.

There were no tears in Moscow, but I shed tears.

I can't stop crying praise, so that I am not afraid of heartbreak.

Be your best beauty, love in the oldest borders.

I don't want to be able to get out of it anymore.