The lyrics of Ding Ke's Qingge

This is a delicate teardrop

Hold in the hands of the chest pity

It's a gentle flame

The pain of life in the eyes

Your kindness is like a dream (like a dream)

Where to go, where to do

Sleepy girl is a foreigner

She will never ripple

Oh, like fire

Light up everything

Every time I question everything

I think you are the world

Lonely ghost floating

Complacent and charming

The thirst quenching wine

Whispering about my amorous feelings

I might not

Sing your folk songs low

My life will grow old

That's all for the legend

Oh, you're drunk

You hear the waves breathing

Oh, it's my intention

Avoid the traces of the secular

And you're like fire

Light up everything

Every time I question everything

I think you are the world