Lyrics of the old house(kun chong bai lao fang zi ge ci )

In a quiet place

There is pure you

That's a lot of little problems

In the heart secretly accumulation

In a dirty place

You are helpless

A lot of little justice

Quietly leave you in my heart

Look at the windows on the wall of the old house

What kind of people lived in the past

Is there a struggle like you

Is there a shortage like me

In a warm place

There is a gentle you

That's a lot of tacit understanding

Gradually build up in the heart

In a cruel place

There's a hateful you

So many little tragedies

Slowly in the heart

Look at the windows on the wall of the old house

What kind of people lived in the past

Is there a struggle like you

Is there a shortage like me

Chinese PinYin : Kun Chong Bai Lao Fang Zi Ge Ci