Dàn qiú téng

You praise me like a flower in bloom
My two-faced words are so complex
At twelve, I lost all my innocence
Then I sank into four years of despair

A kind of sensitive love
Growing up clueless and naive
Don’t say aging and dying aren’t scary
I’m always ready to grow some gray hair

Allow me to be a little mischievous
Only then can I mature and make some cash
Wearing a wedding dress or a casual outfit
My white horse sets off on its journey

Let it go
Create a new horizon
After remembering this pain, I still want
To love and laugh at the absurdity of life

Let it go
Take a break from the noise
Please come to this meaningless, powerless, endless
Random encounter

This time I can finally speak the truth
My resistance is really weak
After being hurt, it’s all self-inflicted
This is also the culture of learning from time

When a little fool or a big hero
Doesn’t matter how many knives they wield
Let it go
Squeeze a little Buddha

After this farewell, I’ll also drift and be slow
With a kind heart
Let it go
When a woman returns

Please come to this ridiculous, adorable, pitiful, and strange
Play with me
Look at that crowd rushing away, isn’t it
Mom and Dad

Look at this year’s bright light, isn’t it
Heaven and Earth’s kindness
Look at that rolling red dust, isn’t it
A pot of floating wine

Look at this scattered, precious life, isn’t it
Self-absorbed
Look at how you and I, in a moment, say
Youth is impulsive

Look at these two eyes, after a few days, can still
Feel a thousand emotions
Look at that ten thousand songs, in the end, all just
Ordinary and mundane

Look at this life, tired and still wanting
To talk about eternity
Let it go
Create a new horizon

After remembering this pain, I still want to love and laugh
At the absurdity of life
Let it go
Take a break from the noise

Please come to this meaningless, powerless, endless
Random encounter