Lyrics of the city by Wang Sulong

Whose thoughts are circling the town

The poet is waiting on the roof

The lost kite

The years have stirred the world of mortals

The woman in cheongsam at the window

The memory blurred the lamp

Take off the high heels

Erhu in dream

In this little town

Scattered countless youth

Embroidery makes your eyes clear at that time

People are silent

He turned in the lane

Her red lips were blurred in the poem

In this little town

The four sides make up the root

But trapped two people's kisses

Who is waiting outside the city

Too serious in the middle of the night

Can't catch up with the heartbeat of the back

The woman in cheongsam at the window

Dim memory of the lamp

Take off the high heels

Erhu in dream

In this little town

Scattered countless youth

Embroidery makes your eyes clear at that time

People are silent

He turned in the lane

Her red lips were blurred in the poem

In this little town

The four sides make up the root

But trapped two people's kisses

Waiting outside the city

Too serious in the middle of the night

Can't catch up with the heartbeat of the back