Lyrics of wet Monday afternoon by Wu Qianlian

Languid mood around

Quietly counting the voice of the tick silent

Annoying drops of water fall from the corner of the eye

Wet hands eager to embrace you

Dry wet boots and wet hair

But I can't dry your wet eyes

Make a cup of unsweetened coffee and taste the bitter taste

And tears into the mouth of light alkali

Wet Monday afternoon

Rain and tears crisscross the cheeks

Stubborn feelings into a long wound

Wet Monday afternoon

Walking alone in the rainy street

A melancholy mood is like a sour lemon

You can see yourself wet and the crowd in the street

But I can't see the distance between you and me

A large amount of blank time slips away from the feeling of stopping

Embrace the cold rain and deep sorrow

Wet Monday afternoon

Rain and tears crisscross the cheeks

Stubborn feelings into a long wound

Wet Monday afternoon

Walking alone in the rainy street

A melancholy mood is like a sour lemon

Wet Monday afternoon

Wandering in the street, no place to hide

The feeling of loneliness and sadness catch up closely behind

Wet Monday afternoon

The passers-by in the street hurried by

Confused staring at the gray sky