Lyrics of Xianzi's drunk breeze

The moon is dim

Send wine to Qingfeng

Too many poems

The dream of death is empty

When I was drunk with you, do you remember

Disordered the heart of propriety

Why is this the only song

It'll make you whisper

Drunk breeze

I think too much

Like a moth to a fire

last

And a candle

Burn me up

The end of the song

Who has no fault

I see through

The nihility of dreams

The sound of the piano

Is there any affection

The love affair

When I was drunk with you, do you remember

Disordered the heart of propriety

No trace of butterfly's whereabouts

I'm just drinking

Nobody likes it

I think too much

Like a moth to a fire

last

And a candle

Burn me up

The end of the song

Who has no fault

I see through

The moon is dim

Send wine to Qingfeng

Too many poems

The dream of death is empty

Drunk with you

Do you remember

The nihility of dreams

The sound of the piano

Is there any affection

The love affair

When I was drunk with you, do you remember

I think too much

Like a moth to a fire

last

And a candle

Burn me up

The end of the song

Who has no fault

I see through