Lyrics of Wong Fei's rare(wang fei bu ke duo de ge ci )

No one in the world can have that kind of voice

There will be people going to the seaside every year in the cold season

It's four in the rain

Oh, it's me and him, only me and him

That year, at that time

I can't find this kind of love again

I can still find others around me

He's rare. He's always gone

It's like the life of fireworks

I've complained about missing out, and I've loved exactly that

Still no regrets

I can't say to this man now, OK

But someone will always accompany me to watch fireworks sometimes

In my home or America and Canada

Oh, it's someone he doesn't have

Laugh and get drunk

I can't find this kind of love again

You can still drink with others in winter

He's rare. He's always gone

It's like the life of fireworks

I've complained about missing and loving more

Still no regrets

Chinese PinYin : Wang Fei Bu Ke Duo De Ge Ci