Song lyrics of Shuangsheng Sanwu

The remnant of the sacrificial scroll reveals the nightmare of scorched color

Ask me if I'm willing to be silent

Even if the previous life is determined not to owe each other

How can we be "casual" when our fate is fierce

Farewell to barren mountain is no longer the old youth

The sound of flute awakens the former bonfire in Mingshan stream

Amuse oneself by teasing

Why does the dream linger in the end

I'm glad that there's still one person who's been trudging through my years with warm palms

Flying catkins in spring and snow in winter

Eyes intertwined with the moon waterfall at first sight

Hold on for the rest of your life and don't miss it

Looking back on the old days when the poor were separated

Blood stained look on the high city, the sword is about to break

Maybe the pain comes from the world

In order to be more sincere and not cowardly

The old lotus is full of time

The branches of old trees have not changed, but old people have been reduced

Remembering is the loneliest intimacy

Just give yourself a fulfillment

The colorful boat is moving away

Yiling love story

The night rain of Yunping is bitter and sweet

I'm glad that there's still one person who's been trudging through my years with warm palms

Flying catkins in spring and snow in winter

Eyes intertwined with the moon waterfall at first sight

Hold on for the rest of your life and don't miss it

Looking back on the past years, we went our separate ways and wandered in the poverty lock rumors

Blood stained look on the high city, the sword is about to break

Maybe the pain comes from the world

In order to be more sincere and not cowardly