Seeking the Chinese lyrics of "Beautiful Moon" in Beijian

ミスト-Shangbeijian

Lyrics: Shangbei Sword

Composer: Shangbeijian

Fly to the root of the feather and take a square. と、

The trees in the street don't care, but they don't get along.

By six o'clock before noon, the roads, bridges and roads were cold.

I won't know until I leave.

I don't know what to do. Report to the outside world.

The future will be difficult, difficult, difficult.

それな, who will do it?

Someone else has decided to do it.

Pay for it.

はぁってのだ world.

ぃつかったが, しせて See ぇた.

No time, no time, no time, no time,

ぁのぁのぁたは,

まだぇてなどぃなぃはずだ.

* * * Okay.

Let's get started.

who is it? who is it? who is it? who is it?

それはだらけののの.

If you don't step on it, you will get out, and you will have a hard time with it first.

Smile. に〫がるためのだ.

Let's leave now.

When the hand is stretched out, it is weak, weak, weak.

No, it's not, it's not, it's not.

そのもが に く な,

People are born, so they hope.

どぅかにも

who is it? who is it? who is it? who is it?

それはだらけののの.

The most important questions are "Jun が🈉み", "Nai ぇぃたその",

Hands high, empty, back. そぅ, a thread.

who is it? who is it? who is it? who is it?

who is it? who is it? who is it? who is it?

Chinese is as follows:

Lyrics of Fog-See you in another life

Fog-Upper North Sword

Lyrics: Shangbei Sword

Composer: Shangbeijian

Wings that can't fly can be taken away. Besides,

The dirty street tree suddenly whispered.

At six o'clock in the morning, above the overpass, the continuous road.

Tracking.

The smell of wet soil. Weather forecast.

It seems difficult to seek the future.

In that case, everyone will do it in the future.

It's not stipulated by others.

I want to inform you.

The world is your world.

One day I will go down that faded road.

In the time of continuous progress, setbacks will also change.

The scenery painted that day,

It shouldn't have disappeared.

We'll go with you.

Hold hands.

Someone didn't come to see us.

That's a scar on the road.

The step you took, the front of the finish line,

In order to connect the smiling gifts.

That's it.

Hold out your hand, faint, faint, the light.

That's immature, that's twisted fragments.

Everyone has this idea in their hearts,

The desire to be born as a human being.

Please do it anyway.

Someone didn't come to see us.

That's a scar on the road.

Your patient steps, finally,

The sky is high. Hold hands. Yes, together.

Someone didn't come to see us.

Someone didn't come to see us.