Lyrics of legend by Luo Dayou

What are these eyes and figures talking about

This kind of Miss, this kind of true feelings, like the legend of the dream

It's your sunshine and your tolerance that hold me tight

It's your embrace, it's your rain, like an old legend

One day in this life, I will wait for your love

But it seems that I dare not or do not want to make it clear

Spring flowers will grow old when they are young

The innocence of childhood, the desolation of sophistication, the samsara of a good life

Who is the hardship of growing up and the fame of half a lifetime

The arms of parents now have a good life of reincarnation

What's the taste of exile in a foreign land

Once in my life, if I tell you the truth

I can't or won't listen to you any more

Spring reminds you to be old. Yesterday you were young

The innocence of childhood, the desolation of sophistication, the samsara of a good life

The Vagrancy of a foreign land, the dream of never returning, never meet in this life

The Vagrancy of a foreign land, the dream of never returning, never meet in this life

What has the vicissitudes of heaven and earth changed me

The wind and dust in the hometown of fallen leaves and old roots is a legend in the story

It's better for me to go back than for me to ignore what I pay in love and hate

It's better to use me to move mountains than to reclaim me from the sea

In this life, we can only belong to the same branch

I can't help looking back and touching my scar

The spring breeze is early, and tomorrow will be younger

It's better for me to go back than for me to ignore what I pay in love and hate

It's better to use me to move mountains than to return to my dream. We will never meet in this life