Lyrics of Peng Jiahui's grandma's old record

I love the night. I love the night

Who doesn't love the night when two people are together

Even if it's snowing outside the window

A word in my ear is as warm as a flame

I'm afraid of the night. I'm afraid of the night

Who is not afraid of waiting alone at night

All the promises have been put on

A gust of wind in late autumn makes my heart fall

I listen to grandma's old records

Think of a gentle and silent face

Like smiling, tears fall to my lips

At that time, I didn't know what miss was

I listen to grandma's old records

I think of my mother touching my face

Looking at the distance, the eyes were empty that year

I vaguely understand the feeling of loneliness

I'm afraid of the night. I'm afraid of the night

Who is not afraid of waiting alone at night

All the promises have been put on

A gust of wind in late autumn makes my heart fall

I listen to grandma's old records

Think of a gentle and silent face

Like smiling, tears fall to my lips

I don't know when I miss you

I listen to grandma's old records

I think of my mother touching my face

Looking at the distance, the eyes were empty that year

I vaguely understand the feeling of loneliness

Time flies and the world changes

(I love the autumn night with the bright moon hanging high) how can n only love to circle in place

Thirty years and fifty years

(has taken off the yellow leaves) or never let people see

I love the night. I love the night