Lyrics of Peng Qing's painting heart

It's your lost soul that you can't see through

I can't guess the color of your pupils

A gust of wind, a dream, love as unpredictable as life

What is your heart bewitched by

Your outline is drowned in the night

What kind of fruit does peach blossom produce

Looking at you holding me, my eyes are lonely like the moon

Let you be happy in other people's arms

I love you like my heart beats hard to touch

You can't draw your bones

Remember your face is my persistent waiting for you

You are a song that I can't finish singing

Your outline is drowned in the night

What kind of fruit does peach blossom produce

Looking at you holding me, my eyes are lonely like the moon

Let you be happy in other people's arms

I love you like my heart beats hard to touch

You can't draw your bones

Remember your face is my persistent waiting for you

You are a song that I can't finish singing

It's hard to touch your heart

You can't draw your bones

Remember your face is my persistent waiting for you

My heart is only willing to give up for you