Lyrics of little angel by Chen Jieli

Treat me well, I won't keep it

From warm summer to late autumn

The years of flying away

From your opponent

She has a gentle face

Thank you. I'd like to say it

Warm camera, smiling face and expression

Many blind dates are sometimes more like close friends

Accompany me to walk for thousands of years since yesterday

By the time the snow was getting thicker, I had achieved something

It's all your hands, silent but behind your back

How many harvests can we win

It's hard to be richer around you

It was yesterday that I was floating in the picture

The garden is laughing and building sand dunes

When reminiscence is as mediocre as I am

Like a little angel in your arms

Accompany me to walk for thousands of years since yesterday

By the time the snow was getting thicker, I had achieved something

It's all your hands, silent but behind your back

How many harvests can we win

It's hard to reach this love until it's forever with you

By the time the snow was getting thicker, I had achieved something

It's all your hands behind me

How many harvests can we win

It's hard to be richer around you