Lyrics of Dai Quan's marriage

Whether you marry or not,

First, love others;

Long hall, a door,

The autumn wind sends the armor.

Whether you marry or not,

Always under the glass;

A fragrance from afar,

Spring breeze crossing my home.

Well, you marry; well, you don't.

We should not say love words at this time,

Send the comb, help the horse;

Another song of qingsiya,

For a moment, touch it.

At night, I come back to my hometown in my dream. I'm dressing up at the window of Xiaoxuan;

Even if meet should not know, dust covered face, temples such as frost.

Well, you marry; well, you don't.

We should not say love words at this time,

Send the comb, help the horse;

Another song of qingsiya,

For a moment, touch it.

Touch it, under the rain of tears,

Touch it, no words.

Whether you marry or not,

First, love others;

Long hall, a door,

The autumn wind sends the armor.

Whether you marry or not,

Always under the glass;

A fragrance from afar,

Spring breeze crossing my home.