Lyrics of Zhou Yunpeng's love without words

Are you tired of embroidery? Cattle and sheep are down the mountain

We set fire to our houses and bodies

Untie your red belly belt and sprinkle a bed of white snow

All the tears in the world are in your eyes

No bed, no light, no one on the way

Only our wooden bed. It sings about happiness. It's gone

My dearest sister, my dearest sister

My most pitiful queen is the cabbage beside my house

It's almost ripe

We reaped each other for the last time, and our hatred has been as deep as the sea ever since

From now on, you go to your future and I go to my future

From then on in each other's dream unreal wandering

Hovering in your future hovering in my future

Hovering in the fire, water, soup, beer, steaming anticipation

Looking forward to better people, looking forward to more beautiful people

Looking forward to our old soul attached to it, it comes back, it comes back again

Looking forward to better people

We look forward to the soul of the past attached to it back

Looking forward to better people, looking forward to more beautiful people

Looking forward to our old soul attached to it, it comes back, it comes back again