Mo Ran's lyrics of "kite demo died in March"(mo ran zai san yue li bu xing yu nan de feng zheng ge ci )

I saw them stretching their necks and looking at each other

I'm afraid to miss the spring in March

What's the rush? Not all the flowers

All open in the same season

I hear them talking every day

Hawking from morning till night

There was a child crying in despair

He won a game and lost himself

I passed by a forest. The trees were covered with broken kites

There's torn flesh and broken bones

Those are in spring

Dead bodies

In such a season

You have to protect yourself

I hear them talking every day

Hawking from morning till night

There was a child crying in despair

He won a game and lost himself

I passed by a forest. The trees were covered with broken kites

There's torn flesh and broken bones

Those are in spring

Dead bodies

In such a season

You have to protect yourself

I passed by a forest. The trees were covered with broken kites

There's torn flesh and broken bones

Those are in spring

Dead bodies

In such a season

You have to protect yourself

Chinese PinYin : Mo Ran Zai San Yue Li Bu Xing Yu Nan De Feng Zheng Ge Ci