Lyrics of Qin Yong's Wu(qin yong wu ge ci )

It's nothing to do with me

It's different, maybe it's wrong

Like the pale whirlpool in your eyes

I've been ridiculed by life

You and me

I did meet him on a cold night

Breathing in the cold wind

Cover up the incessant surge of desire

Humble choice

Blood and bone listening

Crying fist

Disperse the mist and disappear in the wind

It's nothing to do with me

A thousand turns may overlap

Speak like I'm pale

I was dismembered by loneliness

Humble choice

Blood and bone listening

Crying fist

Disperse the mist and disappear in the wind

Stars turn into snow and fall

Like you

Break the silent loneliness

Live humbly

Blood and bone listening

Crying fist

Disperse the mist and disappear in the wind

Chinese PinYin : Qin Yong Wu Ge Ci