Lyrics of Zheng Bingbing's Changan acabera version

Chang'an

The wind passed through the Inn and the flowers scattered in the wine shop

Who is in the cup to spy on the unresolved regret

The wine order is only half done

I was drunk with melancholy

The sachet on the westbound route twists around the Sutra tube

That wisp of hair fragrance is still hidden at your fingertips

Years of music flowing, gentle still in the ear

Yi's eyes were red all over his blue shirt

The flowing sand sharpens the sound of camel bells

When will you return to Chang'an

The world is vast, people's life experience is cold

Who holds an umbrella for you to cover the impermanence of fate

Dark blue, open the window carefully

Afraid of being frozen by the moon, dyed the vicissitudes of life

The world's rivers and mountains, the world's people do not count

One step, one smile, one line

Don't forget about Acacia

Waiting for the autumn water to see through the tan wind and frost

How many wives and children are separated from the rampant city wall

The boy is thin and plays sword and sings loudly

The flowing sand sharpens the sound of camel bells

When will you return to Chang'an

The world is vast, people's life experience is cold

Who holds an umbrella for you to cover the impermanence of fate

The flowing sand sharpens the sound of camel bells

When will you return to Chang'an

The world is vast, people's life experience is cold

Who holds an umbrella for you to cover the impermanence of fate

Because you are holding an umbrella to cover the impermanence of fate