Lyrics of twelve hours by Lin Zhimei

At four o'clock on the busy road, the traffic was as fast as the wind

According to the city lights in the flow, my heart beat lonely

Even more than that cold current, watching the crowd wriggling around

Three sneers and seven sneers

Who knows and who understands

It's clear that the wish is already empty, but the infatuation has not come to an end

Looking for you again, chasing the next dream

Bustling and bustling eight o'clock Street

I am floating in the noise of the city, and my heart is beating

Rush past the pedestrians and touch the familiar shadow

As soon as he turned his face, he didn't see it

Who knows and who understands

It's clear that the wish is already empty, but the infatuation has not come to an end

Looking for you again, chasing the next dream

A thousand pieces of waste paper in the street at midnight

With incomparable loss crawling, my heart is still beating

Braver than that cold current to bury endless grief tonight

The streetlights are tired. How heavy my shoulders are today

Who knows and who understands

The dawn is approaching, and it's dark at five o'clock

It's useless for me to feel melancholy and disappointed again

No longer at a loss and heavy, the dawn can finally fly in the dark

Gently wipe the tired face, wipe the frozen heart

Still looking for steps no longer heavy

Gently wipe the tired face, wipe the frozen heart

Facing the blue sky ahead