Lyrics of seven o'clock by Mao Amin(mao a min qi dian zhong ge ci )

That's how life began

Walking through the green grass of the playground

Come up to you

Can't say a word

Pick up the pen

Write seven numbers in the palm of your hand

A nod

then

Run away

Hold the line

Keep the crazy hope of living like a year

When the bell rings

My own voice

So urgent

It's me. It's me. It's me

It's me. It's me. It's me

seven o'clock

You said seven o'clock

I'll be there early

Ah, standing in front of you

Or are you afraid that's what it is

A dream

music

Is it true, is it fantasy, is it a dream

Is it true, is it fantasy, is it a dream

Inside the car sat opposite

Your eyes

The reflection of a frightened girl

The train goes straight ahead

I don't want to get out of the car

No matter where it's going to take me

My station

By your side

Right next to you

it's me

By your side

Chinese PinYin : Mao A Min Qi Dian Zhong Ge Ci