Chen Huixian's song in the middle of the night

Through the gray corner of the night, the sound of the piano is like a song accompanied by string music

Countless nights are the songs of mother and son

Make the street cold and desolate at night

I don't want to pass the corner again. Now my only child is playing music

The cold night rain seems to cry

It's like the loss of a true love

The little hand trembles and tears shine through the eyes

There is no way to predict the future

This little hand is shaking, and it looks like a puppet alone in the dark street

The pain seems to hide behind

The long street is filled with music and wind, silent and tired, with heavy eyes

Who can understand the cold night in the street

I can't understand the fortune, but it's flexible

The little hand trembles and tears shine through the eyes

The universe without complaining whether heaven is fair or not

I've had enough of every minute in the street

I don't know how to live in the future

I wonder if there is a fair universe