Lyrics of onion by Yang Qianyi

onion

Calm to the top of the feelings

No reaction

Even bear the pain of skin cutting

They are calm and calm

Sit still and don't lose your eyes

Calm till the scar wakes

I don't remember my old love

Inherited half a lifetime of sensibility

Through successive revolutions

There is no sound in the evaporation

Maybe love and hate never die

No more for whom

Make fresh tears

Pass me the onion and let me tear it up

If there is a feeling that it has not been squeezed

Just give me the evidence

There are tears when you want to cry

Sleeping, sleeping, drinking water

Stimulate injured taste buds

In the uncovering onion

There is a deep sigh

It's pioneering to cry dry

Maybe love and hate never die

No more for whom

Make fresh tears

Pass me the onion and let me tear it up

If there is a feeling that it has not been squeezed

Just give me the evidence

There is a past to think about

Maybe no object is worth losing

No more for whom

Tears of heroic sacrifice

Pass me the onion and let me tear it up

If there is a feeling that it has not been squeezed

Just give me the evidence

Let deep love seep into tears