Lyrics of Gong Yue's Caiyun Zhuoyue

Standing on the White Beach

Looking forward to the future

When will you be able to return it

The waves are rolling and endless

My Acacia tears have dried up

Dear ones, dear ones, can you hear me

My soft call

The small trees in front of the door have become green

Where shall we meet

The moon shines in front of the window

The same Acacia, the same sorrow

The moon is short, but it is still round

Day after day, year after year

It's hard to see each other across the sea

Dear ones, dear ones, I'm looking forward to it

Looking forward to meeting tomorrow

The bird is tired of flying

Looking forward to your family's return

Standing on the White Beach

Looking forward to the future

When will you be able to return it

The waves are rolling and endless

My Acacia tears have dried up

Dear ones, dear ones, can you hear me

My soft call

The small trees in front of the door have become green

When will we meet in front of the hall

Dear ones, dear ones, can you hear me

My soft call

The small trees in front of the door have become green

When will we meet in front of the hall