Lyrics of Xianzi's drunk breeze

The moon is dim

Send wine to Qingfeng

Too many poems

The dream of death is empty

Drunk with you

Do you remember

Disordered the heart of propriety

Why is this the only song

It'll make you whisper

Drunk breeze

The virtual dream

The sound of the piano

Is there any affection

The love affair

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 hazy and the breeze is sending the wine away)

(too many poems are empty)

(drunk with you)

(you remember)

(the empty dream of the mirror, singing a song to send)

(do you still have a romantic face)

(drunk with you)

(you remember)

The virtual dream

The sound of the piano

Is there any affection

The love affair

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

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