Lyrics of happiness in hand by Zhang Qingfang(zhang qing fang shou shang de xing fu ge ci )

There was a man on his way home by the river

Stranger, don't peek at my sadness

Love of men and women, ah, do not easily dissatisfied

The color of happiness on the hand is lighter

And I cry like a child in my dream for love

People who are afraid of being alone have tasted loneliness

I'm on my way home alone

People who are afraid of being alone are always lonely

The color of happiness on the hand is lighter

There was a man on his way home by the river

Stranger, don't peek at my sadness

Love of men and women, ah, do not easily dissatisfied

The color of happiness on the hand is lighter

And I cry like a child in my dream for love

People who are afraid of being alone have tasted loneliness

I'm on my way home alone

People who are afraid of being alone are always lonely

The color of happiness on the hand is lighter

The color of happiness on the hand is lighter

And I cry like a child in my dream for love

People who are afraid of being alone have tasted loneliness

I'm on my way home alone

People who are afraid of being alone are always lonely

The color of happiness on the hand is lighter

How can the lonely passers-by resist loneliness

When one is on his way home

Are they often alone

Why is happiness on the hand so weak

Chinese PinYin : Zhang Qing Fang Shou Shang De Xing Fu Ge Ci