Xiangxiang's lyrics of Yinxiang

Yingyingchuo suddenly lost his head

How many petals are there

Sit quietly and turn the book over

How many pieces of dust have settled

Who expected a gust of wind blowing red and green

Many years later, it turned out to be a color

Many people laugh, but no one comes to celebrate

Is it a fatalistic choice

I'm my own. I don't listen to people

It's so hard to grasp

I'm someone else's self and never say it

Keep silence in silence

I'm my own. I don't listen to people

It's so hard to grasp

I'm someone else's self and never say it

Keep silence in silence

Yingyingchuo suddenly lost his head

How many petals are there

Sit quietly and turn the book over

How many pieces of dust have settled

Who expected a gust of wind blowing red and green

Many years later, it turned out to be a color

Many people laugh, but no one comes to celebrate

Is it a fatalistic choice

Is it a fatalistic choice