Lyrics of Shen Bo's "nothing"(shen bo yi wu suo you ge ci )

The crowded streets, the traffic coming and going

Everyone rushed home with a different mood

The light of the setting sun is like an old father

Touching the cheek of my prodigal son

The cold streets in the early morning are like my home

No hot baths, no flowers

I fight here with the hope of my family

In the end, it's just to leave the youth behind

I still have nothing

This city doesn't have my dream

Without your company

Without the warmth of a foreign land

It seems that everything in this city has nothing to do with me

I still have nothing

Looking at the sunset in the city sky

Its beauty mocks

My poverty and loneliness

When can a wanderer stop

Settle down

The crowded streets, the traffic coming and going

Everyone rushed home with a different mood

The light of the setting sun is like an old father

Touching the cheek of my prodigal son

The cold streets in the early morning are like my home

No hot baths, no flowers

I fight here with the hope of my family

In the end, it's just to leave the youth behind

I still have nothing

This city doesn't have my dream

Without your company

Without the warmth of a foreign land

It seems that everything in this city has nothing to do with me

I still have nothing

Looking at the sunset in the city sky

Its beauty mocks

My poverty and loneliness

When can a wanderer stop

Settle down

Chinese PinYin : Shen Bo Yi Wu Suo You Ge Ci