Lyrics of "listening to the piano night" by ediq

When the whole city is quiet

No one was awake

I started to play the piano

The spring rain keeps disturbing us

Ducks flock on the scroll

There is a light in the reeds

You accompany me to curfew

Anything will do

I tick back a song

I'm holding a spark

Need someone to listen?

The poets are here

The flowers are blooming for several days

The ink is thick after reading and painting

A horse by horse, the dust is flying

I don't care about going with the flow

I'll go with the flow

There's nothing wrong with it

Drunken poets in groups

I'm drunk and I want to travel

The tide is out of the Cape

Who's in the mood

Fishing river, clear waves

Hinayana Sutra of qingheyuan Temple

Shami is enjoying the clouds

Understanding floating life and following quietness

Who do I close my eyes for

How many passers-by in Xiaoxie

They eat or shout

How many people know me

The dandelion flew away

There is still only one person in the mirror

I shed a few tears on Peiyu

Double river carp carry me to the river

Jiaoshang Yuren washback

Men's make-up

The audience gradually dispersed

How many copper coins are left

I couldn't help laughing

You sit by the window

I changed a glass of water and wine

Your cheeks are red and drunk

Sigh for happiness in life

But there are too many disturbances

I'd like to drink to you

You fold a fan, smile and drink

I'll be drunk with you tonight

You sing the words relatively

The flowers are blooming for several days

The ink is thick after reading and painting

A horse by horse, the dust is flying

I don't care about going with the flow

I'll go with the flow

There's nothing wrong with it

The dandelions are flying

There is still only one person in the mirror

I shed a few tears on Peiyu

Double river carp carry me to the river

Jiaoshang Yuren washback

Men's make-up

Inadvertently, the long hair was blown disorderly

You're shocked. The cup is broken

What should this dialogue continue

Banana leaves are ringing in the wind

The night is quieter

But the fireflies are bright

The story goes on

The shadow of the distant mountains lingers under the moon

The town is still quiet

The plot is about to turn around

Turn around

The piano will live in the morning