Lyrics of Mrs. Lin by Xu Liang(xu liang lin zhong fu ren ge ci )

Heavy rain in late summer

It's Gypsy weather

Wet woods

Bury your deep eyes

You in the picture

A kind, gentle smile

It seems that there is the sound of children laughing

Flying skirt

I want to pluck some strings for you

Necklace of ears

The attachment of believers to you

Between you and me

A whole picture is separated

When can I meet you directly

Darling

Close your eyes

Be pious

Heart has direction

Your beauty is a lofty ideal

Your words are the hope of life

Your fingers are delicate and slender

Your eyes are bright and sad

Your mouth is wide and powerful

Nothing can fill it

Your blood, your soup, your intestines, your fragrance

And your hope

Your beauty is the skin of an angel

Your words are the wings of the gods

Your fingers are warm and soft

Your eyes are weak and kind

Your mouth is big and crazy

Everything needs to be tasted

Your blood, your soup, your intestines, your fragrance

And your despair

Flying skirt

I want to pluck some strings for you

Necklace of ears

The attachment of believers to you

Between you and me

A whole picture is separated

When can I meet you directly

Darling

Close your eyes

Be pious

Heart has direction

Your beauty is a lofty ideal

Your words are the hope of life

Your fingers are delicate and slender

Your eyes are bright and sad

Your mouth is wide and powerful

Nothing can fill it

Your blood, your soup, your intestines, your fragrance

And your hope

Your beauty is the skin of an angel

Your words are the wings of the gods

Your fingers are warm and soft

Your eyes are weak and kind

Your mouth is big and crazy

Everything needs to be tasted

Your blood, your soup, your intestines, your fragrance

And your despair

Chinese PinYin : Xu Liang Lin Zhong Fu Ren Ge Ci