Lyrics of Buchuan's canhua

Remnant painting

Through the dawn, how cold the empty room is

Even breathing can hear the echo

I don't know. The ending is still floating in my heart

It's like a figure you can't catch in the middle of the night

I can't bear to delete your delicacy in my mind

Indulge your thoughts to find your figure on the paper

But also think of the past does not belong to the present scenery

Only then discovered in the picture you already far away

The air dried remnant painting shed tears alone

How can the blank heart continue? Your last stroke hurts me

I heard the sound of the wound tearing

How can the scattered pieces of paper pile up and erase the imprint engraved in the heart

I can't bear to delete your delicacy in my mind

Indulge your thoughts to find your figure on the paper

But also think of the past does not belong to the present scenery

Only then discovered in the picture you already far away

The air dried remnant painting shed tears alone

How can the blank heart continue? Your last stroke hurts me

I heard the sound of the wound tearing

How can the scattered pieces of paper pile up and erase the imprint engraved in the heart

The air dried remnant painting shed tears alone

How can the blank heart continue? Your last stroke hurts me

I heard the sound of the wound tearing

How can the scattered pieces of paper pile up and erase the imprint engraved in the heart

The memory in the heart, the mark forever