Lyrics of the war ending war by Jay Chou(zhou jie lun zhi zhan zhi shang ge ci )

Light is as light as paper, light is scattered everywhere

He was flustered by the applause

He's singing about his wounds

The script is on the last stage

And the whole village was in their seats

How time abandons the theater

War stained his tears, who quarreled in the wind eating sugar

At the beginning of the story, the dust has covered the sun

Fear is engraved on children's faces

The wheat field has fallen in the direction of the chariot

The shape of dandelion is floating, it flies in despair

She just wanted to sing this song of war ending

Burning candlelight in the night and fighting in the sky

Mourning song spreads thousands of miles home to avert famine

Naivete stumbles on this road

He was cut by Miscanthus

What is the shape of hope in children's eyes

Do you wake up with bread for breakfast and a bowl of hot soup

The farmer burned the land and the village and finally took up the gun

He got used to giving up resistance

What is the shape of hope in children's eyes

Is there a swing in the yard and sugar in the pocket

The light of the bayonet is polished by hatred and savage in the distance

But he was smiling and didn't know he was flustered

Fear is engraved on children's faces

The chariot has fallen in the direction of the wheat field

The shape of dandelion is floating, it flies in despair

She just wanted to sing this song of war ending

Burning candlelight in the night and fighting in the sky

Famine at home

Naivete stumbles on this road

He was cut by Miscanthus

What is the shape of hope in children's eyes

Do you wake up with bread for breakfast and a bowl of hot soup

The farmer burned the land and the village and finally took up the gun

He got used to giving up resistance

What is the shape of hope in children's eyes

Is there a swing in the yard and sugar in the pocket

The light of the bayonet is polished by hatred and savage in the distance

But he was smiling and didn't know he was flustered

What is the shape of hope in children's eyes

Do you wake up with bread for breakfast

Another bowl of hot soup

The farmer burned the land and the village and finally took up the gun

He got used to it

Give up resistance (stumbling)

He was cut by Miscanthus

Chinese PinYin : Zhou Jie Lun Zhi Zhan Zhi Shang Ge Ci