Lyrics of the prophecy of the hand(chen qi zhen shou de yu yan ge ci )

The kite flies and the leaves fall

The world of fists is so big

The thread twined the tree and grew up

The palm keeps the wind

Can't hold a grain of sand

My left hand is the cat's right hand is the power of comfort

You let me gently call the old time

Close your eyes, roll up the waves and run to the paper moon

Chasing a wolf in the heavy rain

The butterfly flies the waves and ebbs the tide

Hands open

Not afraid of scarcity

Chinese PinYin : Chen Qi Zhen Shou De Yu Yan Ge Ci