Lyrics of Kong Yibing's you fly

You fly

You are a few silk black broken hair, scattered in the empty room.

You are a few pieces of clothes, stacked in the bamboo and rattan rocking chair.

You are the puppet full of bed, you are the half cup of black tea, you are the puppet

There's lipstick on the mirror.

This simple and familiar space, you and I are here with time

Change in the world, you fly, don't forget it's a home. You go

Fly, you spring flower.

One day I will grow old first, and I will never remember you again

If you see that I bow my head and say nothing, I will ignore you.

Honey, don't be sad. I'm counting the wrinkles

Looking for our past in the wrinkles.

This simple and familiar melody, when I can't recognize you, I will

Ring, you fly, don't forget me this fool, you fly

Well, I'll wait for you to come home.

Although there is no end of the world in the city, I play the guitar and sing about it,

You fly, don't forget there's a fool here, you fly, outside

Have the prosperity you want.