The song of the flying moon(feng fei fei yue ye qing ge ci )

A bright moon hung high on the branches

She came to me

Ask a beautiful moon

Who do you appeal to

Think of the joy of the past

Let me drunk in my dream

I hope the moon is covered by the floating clouds

Also cover up my sorrow

An evening wind blew through the treetops

It wakes my dream

Can you tell by the wind

You know what I mean

Think of the joy of the past

Let me drunk in the breeze

If you are predestined, you can meet again

May we meet in the bright moon

An evening wind blew through the treetops

It wakes my dream

Can you tell by the wind

You know what I mean

Think of the joy of the past

Let me drunk in the breeze

If you are predestined, you can meet again

May we meet in the bright moon

Chinese PinYin : Feng Fei Fei Yue Ye Qing Ge Ci