Zhao Zhuan's lyrics of music martial arts

I saw a breakfast man. He was thin and old

I don't know his name, but it's nice to know him

He spent half his life

Make every bread

My heart is still beating

There's too much Kung Fu in the world

Some people are good, others are bad

Work out your own way in reality

No one will know who will be awarded the medal by time

The fire of youth is still burning

Dreams floating in the clouds

Someone wants someone to see

I can't jump up without lightness skill

God gave a lot and stole a lot

My kung fu

It's seven notes running in my heart

My breath

It's the drums bouncing in the wind

My dream

Some have caught it, some are still looking for it

My loneliness

It's a acupoint I never want to touch

The fire of youth is still burning

Dreams floating in the clouds

Someone wants someone to see

I can't jump up without lightness skill

God gave a lot and stole a lot

My kung fu

It's seven notes running in my heart

My breath

It's the drums bouncing in the wind

My dream

Some have caught it, some are still looking for it

My loneliness

It's a acupoint I never want to touch

Punch in the memory

Because there's something

I don't want it anymore

Because there's something

I don't want it anymore

My kung fu

It's seven notes running in my heart

My breath

It's the drums bouncing in the wind

My dream

Some have caught it, some are still looking for it

My loneliness

It's a acupoint I never want to touch

Fate moves

It's 72 kinds of troubles

Years later

Me and the old man

Smile at each other