Lyrics of three or eighty

If I want to say a compliment, can I not be afraid

Be suspected of flattering others

Wish me happy, can I be happy

Don't be afraid of doubt and words

The National People's Congress understands that we should have doubts about everything

The angel also broke his wings and died in the sand fortress

But I love to go barefoot

Guard against hostility, guard against partner, guard against fatigue

The fun of being seven or eight is trivial

But it makes me sleep

It is sometimes naive to appreciate all living beings with childlike innocence

No reason to be happy

Frowning, thinking too deeply, who can be at ease

Don't know arithmetic, don't want to compare how to get a kiss

It's appropriate to shout when you're excited

Why be generous

How many times do you want to make friends

Protect yourself against cold sweat in vain

The National People's Congress understands that we should have doubts about everything

The angels have gone bad and laid mines

But I love to go barefoot

Guard against hostility, guard against partner, guard against fatigue

Seven or eight years old, who's in the eye

Who wants to use who

It is sometimes naive to appreciate all living beings with childlike innocence

No reason to be happy

It is sometimes naive to appreciate all living beings with childlike innocence

Dare to trust, put down doubts, fear of loss

No matter how old, no matter how old

Hand over the heart does not have to receipt

The mood is the most handsome at the age of seven