A brief discussion on the lyrics of Shen Zhou

Midnight shallow ring mark shallow long street

The moon's light kisses and deep departures

You see standing at the door alone in a black robe

Unfortunately, even she didn't want to raise her hand to me

Leaves deep to memory and deep wither

See through a withered tree

Music room in the heart

I don't know how to pop you up

Una furtiva lagrima