The lyrics of Qiran's back on guitar

Go wandering with guitar on your back

The distant rumble

Loved ones embrace in front of the platform

As if winter is no longer cold

With dreams

I broke into a strange place by myself

The backpack is not so heavy

The guitar is tinkling

Sitting under the tree, I was moved

I don't care if someone gives me a round of applause

Or you'll understand

Unconsciously follow it and hum

Even if the pace is still in such a hurry

The distant rumble

Loved ones embrace in front of the platform

As if winter is no longer cold

With dreams

I broke into a strange place by myself

The backpack is not so heavy

The guitar is tinkling

Sitting under the tree, I was moved

I don't care if someone gives me a round of applause

Or you'll understand

Unconsciously follow it and hum

Even if the pace is still in such a hurry

When I was a child, I wanted to be the wind

Catch every rainbow

When I grow up, I realize that I need to measure the sky with my feet

Sometimes loss is strong

Sometimes loneliness is painful

But I believe the stage will be beautiful

I just continued to bump on my guitar

The guitar is tinkling

Sitting under the tree, I was moved

I don't care if someone gives me a round of applause

Or you'll understand

Unconsciously follow it and hum

Even if the pace is still in such a hurry