Two hundred lyrics of Salina(er bai sha lin na ge ci )

The night wind is getting cold

I think of her at last

Salina salina Salina

The old photos have faded

I can't see her again

Salina salina Salina

In that familiar street

She sat on the high windowsill

Salina salina Salina

The shadow of the lamp

And the names that have been precipitated

Salina salina Salina

The road is wet

I have no time

Salina salina Salina

Pencil in hand

No more pictures

Salina salina Salina

Some passed in silence

Some people have forgotten the way they came

Salina salina Salina

The one who said goodbye

Please remember to come back

Salina salina Salina

When she was young, I was old

The people I'm waiting for will never come back

When she was young, I was old

The people I'm waiting for will never come back

Chinese PinYin : Er Bai Sha Lin Na Ge Ci