There was a friend in Zhu Xingdong's lyrics

There was a friend who had been to the city

Brought me a lot of stories

Friends are too stubborn to understand reality

Full of questions about everything

He used to laugh

Don't let people see through his panic

I once had a friend who was naive with me

It makes me look good

His brisk pace is the weight of his dream

But on the way home

Where he wants to go most

I arrived bravely for him

Ah, hot eyes

Ah, he is no longer sad

How bright is the light on him

Sing happily

Friends, friends

I'm still in my first dream

Ah, hot eyes

Ah, he is no longer sad

How bright is the light on him

Sing happily

Friends, friends

I'm still in my first dream

Ah, hot eyes

Ah, he is no longer sad

How bright is the light on him

Sing happily

Friends, friends

I'm still in my first dream

There was a friend who had been to the city

Brought me a lot of stories

There was a friend who used to call me a kid

I miss this friend