Hita's "the moon of the yellow spring" lyrics

There is the blood color gauze of life and death

Still soft halo dye your hair

Used to see every wisp of fireworks in the world

Annihilated into sand full of eyes

The stone bridge is gradually weathering

You see that infatuated and flawless

A dim or innocent look

Outline your scars a million times.

You were crazy, you struggled

It's just a stroke in the pile of old paper

An inch of streamer, an inch of Sorghum

A thousand years of painting

Thousands of years ago, you knelt to the snow in the dusk

Pray for the death of Acacia

Tears blur the bright moon on Qianshan Mountain

Now I'm in a trance. I'll never see you again

How many lives and deaths will you witness after a thousand years

Wash every pair of familiar eyes

He once left everything for someone or something

Because at last you put an end to all despair

A complicated and distant time

Congealed into blood heart mouth sand under finger

The faces that come and go in a hurry

Never knew your past

Are you still sad or attached

Years trying to numb your face

A sigh, a spit

There is no need to answer

Thousands of years ago, you knelt to the snow in the dusk

Pray for the death of Acacia

Tears blur the bright moon on Qianshan Mountain

Now I'm in a trance. I'll never see you again

How many lives and deaths will you witness after a thousand years

Wash every pair of familiar eyes

He once left everything for someone or something

Because you end up in despair

There is still a bright moon beyond the yellow spring

Once in your eyes

And now the boundless blood has opened its thanks thousands of times

There are fireflies in the dusk

You will be imprisoned on the edge of the world

Only to commemorate the unrepentant of that year

Here is the end of all tiredness and regret

Every traveler's sorrow overlaps with you

You've seen a lot of dead grey eyes

Will those love and hate buried in this eternal night

There is a face engraved in your blood

I can't forget this life