Ren Ran lyrics of Liangcheng

When the sea breeze cools the neon, looking back, you have no trace. In a twinkling of an eye, the old alliance has become empty

Enjoy the night of thousands of hazy, romantic, remind me that I have loved

You lead me by the Suzhou River

The sunset on the Bund is mottled in my memory

The story becomes silent and drowned by years

Missing is like my wandering experience

Standing in the rain watching you through the ferry

The ship off shore drifted away

Melancholy provokes lights, the past is gradually lonely

I'm the one who's forgotten

When the sea breeze cools the neon, looking back, you have no trace. In a twinkling of an eye, the old alliance has become empty

Enjoy the night of thousands of hazy, romantic, remind me that I have loved

Let tears scratch face, floating in the sea of love across the spring and summer and autumn and winter

This city is full of traffic. Who knows what I'm worried about? Memories are more painful

Why?

The prosperity of shiliyangchang remains unchanged

This scene can not hide my sadness

Once accompanied me to see the old street fireworks

Fate is wasted, flower is hard to bear fruit

Who eulogizes me like a lotus under the moon

The bedside gramophone murmured slowly

The cheongsam has broken its heel in the corner

You don't appreciate me anymore

When the sea breeze cools the neon, looking back, you have no trace. In a twinkling of an eye, the old alliance has become empty

Enjoy the night of thousands of hazy, romantic, remind me that I have loved

Let tears scratch face, floating in the sea of love across the spring and summer and autumn and winter

This city is full of traffic. Who knows what I'm worried about? Memories are more painful

When the sea breeze cools the neon, looking back, you have no trace, the old alliance is empty in the twinkling of an eye

Only the night in the hazy, romantic dream, the original I have loved

Let the tears scratch the face, sink in this sea of bitterness across the spring and summer and autumn and winter

This city is full of traffic. No one understands my mind. Memories are more painful

In Liangcheng

Never ending night

But your gentleness has been in disrepair for a long time

Lane complained of sorrow of parting, moss marks like wounds

I've been waiting for you there for a long time