Lyrics of Canary by Yang Qianyi

After the rose petals were bathed in warm water, the maid came to collect the nails

And then I lean against the window and write a weekly column with a mask

The seven cards of the giant diamond full of hands are shining too brightly

In the magnificent house, there is my hair, gold and white skin

Spare time to participate in charity and study calligraphy again

Spotted dogs in my arms accompany me to the mass

Shopping on the Champs Elysees

MTR neizha wakes up and her dream disappears

I have no choice but to be a canary

Steal three minutes

Boring afternoon, the forest only quietly continue delusion

Who will envy the Canary

Pampered, not melancholy every day

Can you be admired for your noble spirit

No one wants to stop work for afternoon tea

If happiness can be wasted, potential is frightening

But if you ask yourself the truth, do you want to live in fairy tales

If it's too beautiful, why not hang it up in the palace

But I didn't make the canary

Imagine three minutes

Trapped in a haven for many years, the ideal is buried when you find a place

Forgive me for being envious of the canary

Pampered, not melancholy every day

Having a good dream is like selling your face

When I close my eyes again, let the trend of thought keep rising