Lyrics of "sing a song for you" by Wang Sulong

Wooden music box on the table

It was tinkling

It's like you're whispering

I couldn't help laughing

I'll count the stars with you and discuss which one you look like

You look down and your cheeks are slightly hot. Call me honey

I don't want to let you go. I hold my fingers tightly

And your shyness nodded and said yes

I don't want to let you go. I hold my fingers tightly

The only stinginess in this life is that you are mine

Wooden music box on the table

It was tinkling

It's like you're whispering

I couldn't help laughing

I'll count the stars with you and discuss which one you look like

You look down and your cheeks are slightly hot. Call me honey

I don't want to let you go. I hold my fingers tightly

And your shyness nodded and said yes

I don't want to let you go. I hold my fingers tightly

The only stinginess in this life is that you are mine

The river in the suburb reflects your happiness

Mischievous gently tongue, such as a child with a smile

The white windmill in the distance is golden in the wheat field

I hold you tightly and time is fixed quietly

（music）

Finally, I'll sing you a song