Lyrics of Meng Dabao's gazing

The day did not stop in a farewell

Each to his own distance

We agreed not to look back

Pawn the scenery at hand

Or occasionally want to steal a little bit about yesterday's time

Hold fast to the palm of your hand with the temperature passing by

We have loved the sunset of parting beyond abundance

Love the return of a leaf

We miss the late rain and bloom

Open a fictional paradise

Or occasionally want to steal a little bit about yesterday's time

Hold fast to the palm of your hand with the temperature passing by

We have loved the sunset of parting beyond abundance

Love the return of a leaf

We miss the late rain and bloom

Open a fictional paradise

We've loved the stars that come over the dust

I loved the flight of a young bird

We missed a flame that lit up the night sky

Miss watching face to face with you

Miss watching face to face with you