就像是那 灰色天空中的小雨
Jiu xiang shi na huise tiankong zhong de xiaoyu
下下停停 不动声色淋湿土地
xia xia ting ting bu dong shengse lin shi tudi
尽管总是阴晴不定
jinguan zong shi yin qing buding
但偶尔也会闪出星星
dan ou’er ye hui shan chu xingxing
这都是形容你的眼睛
zhe dou shi xingrong ni de yanjing
就像是那 古老城堡里的油画
jiu xiang shi na gulao chengbao li de youhua
突然抬头 定格在黄昏的晚霞
turan taitou dingge zai huanghun de wanxia
远看一片苍苍蒹葭
yuan kan yipian cangcang jianjia
近处抚摸软似棉花
jin chu fumo ruan shi mianhua
这都是形容你的长发
zhe dou shi xingrong ni de chang fa
原谅我不可自拔
yuanliang wo buke ziba
可能不经意看你一眼
keneng bujingyi kan ni yiyan
百米冲刺都会停下
bai mi chongci duhui ting xia
只恨科技不够发达
zhi hen keji bugou fada
逆着时光回去陪你从小长大
nizhe shiguang huiqu pei ni congxiao chang da
风里还没有细沙
feng li hai meiyou xi sha
不切实际的想法
bu qie shiji de xiangfa
原谅我不可自拔
yuanliang wo buke ziba
可能不经意看你一眼
keneng bujingyi kan ni yiyan
心里石头都会落下
xinli shitou duhui luoxia
只恨科技不够发达
zhi hen keji bugou fada
逆着时光回去陪你从小长大
nizhe shiguang huiqu pei ni congxiao chang da
风里还没有细沙
feng li hai meiyou xi sha
地球还没有老化
diqiu hai meiyou laohua
原谅我原谅我
yuanliang wo yuanliang wo
不可自拔
buke ziba
原谅我原谅我
yuanliang wo yuanliang wo
不可自拔
buke ziba
原谅我原谅我
yuanliang wo yuanliang wo
不可自拔
buke ziba
原谅我原谅我
yuanliang wo yuanliang wo
就像是那 错综复杂的小枝丫
jiu xiang shi na cuozongfuza de xiao zhiya
过去未来 冥冥中对悠长宿命微妙地潜移默化
guoqu weilai ming ming zhong dui youchang suming weimiao de qianyimohua
很细腻 不年轻
hen xini bu nianqing
想轻轻把它抚平
xiang qing qing ba ta fu ping
这是形容你的手掌心
zhe shi xingrong ni de shouzhang xin
English Translation
Like the light rain in the gray sky
Stop down and stop silently and wet the ground
Although it’s always cloudy
But occasionally there will be stars
These are all describing your eyes
Like the oil painting in the old castle
Suddenly looking up and freezing in the evening glow
See a piece of green cymbal from a distance
Touching close up is soft like cotton
This is all about your long hair
Forgive me
I might look at you inadvertently
The 100-meter sprint will stop
I only hate that technology is not developed enough
Go back against time and grow up with you
There is no sand in the wind
Unrealistic ideas
Forgive me
I might look at you inadvertently
The stones in my heart will fall
I only hate that technology is not developed enough
Go back against time and grow up with you
There is no sand in the wind
The earth has not aged
Forgive me forgive me
Can’t extricate yourself
Forgive me forgive me
Can’t extricate yourself
Forgive me forgive me
Can’t extricate yourself
Forgive me forgive me
It’s like that intricate little branch
The past and the future are subtle and subtle to the long destiny
Very delicate not young
Want to smooth it gently
This is to describe the palm of your hand