余年 (yú nián)
Xiao Zhan
Remaining Years
Time in the long river of years
Keeps on cycling
Memories in past lives and present lives
Keep meeting constantly
Slowly waking and getting drunk
In the blink of an eye, spring turns to autumn
The swallow finds it hard to fly
Who can shoot down with you
This life seems to follow
Turning a thousand times in dreams
Watching the falling flowers silently
Drifting in middle age year after year
Counting the remaining years
It's always about not seeing each other
Breaking the past ties
No regrets, no wishes
The thoughts of the past in the red dust
Disappear like before
Listening to the small music without sleep
Flowing with half a gentle heart
Looking at the remaining years
It's always about crossing thousands of mountains
Through all the wind and smoke
You will always be by my side
Waiting for the tide to ebb and flow again
The smoke extinguishes the remaining light
Is it longing for the right moment
Filling up the wine glass
Slowly waking and getting drunk
In the blink of an eye, spring turns to autumn
The swallow finds it hard to fly
Who can shoot down with you
This life seems to follow
Turning a thousand times in dreams
Watching the falling flowers silently
Drifting in middle age year after year
Counting the remaining years
It's always about not seeing each other
Breaking the past ties
No regrets, no wishes
The thoughts of the past in the red dust
Disappear like before
Listening to the small music without sleep
Flowing with half a gentle heart
Looking at the remaining years
It's always about crossing thousands of mountains
Through all the wind and smoke
You will always be by my side
Watching the falling flowers silently
Drifting in middle age year after year
Counting the remaining years
It's always about not seeing each other
Breaking the past ties
No regrets, no wishes
The thoughts of the past in the red dust
Disappear like before
Listening to the small music without sleep
Flowing with half a gentle heart
Looking at the remaining years
It's always about crossing thousands of mountains
Through all the wind and smoke
You will always be by my side