Lyrics of Zhao Zhao's by the bridge

Squatting beside the bridge, raising your head and closing your eyes

I aim my mouth at the late autumn sun

I think so. Since it is

I have to put the panic in your pocket

Hate my dear, hate my lovely

Hate my complaining and missing you

Is there a carefree place

Do you have a hard heart

Is there a place where there is no cheating

Is there a good place to sing

Hey, by the bridge

Hey, by the bridge

Hey, by the bridge

Hey, by the bridge