Song: "I Love You Regardless of Return Date"
Singer: Bai Xiaobai
Album: "I Love You Regardless of Return Date"
Release time: 2020-04-17
I love you regardless of the return date - Bai Xiaobai
Lyrics: Lin Huayong/Zhou Jieying
Music: Lin Huayong
p>Arranger: Lu Taiming
Producer: Lin Huayong
Guitar: Lu Taiming
Bass: Chu Xiaobo
< p>Drums: Qi DaweiProducer: Zhou Xiaoming
Mixing sound: Zhou Xiaoming
I discovered it only when I miss you as gently as I pass by
It turns out that flowers bloom with a sound
As long as you are passing by in my life
I am no longer afraid that time will rush by like a journey
It is happiness that whispers in my ear
I forgot that the cold wind never stopped
It wasn’t until I traveled through all four seasons of my life
that I realized that the scenery is not as good as yours
I love you
p>Like the wind that has traveled thousands of miles and never asked when it will return
Like the sun rising and setting no matter the day or night
I love you
Just Like clouds that have drifted for thousands of miles without rest
Like white snow raging across the endless land
I love you
Like a moth flying into a flame. Fear
Like the old yellow flowers that pile up and cannot be blown away by the wind
I love you
Just like the endless river that never stops
Like the endless rebirth of weeds in the wilderness
I missed you as gently as you passed by
Only then did I realize that the flowers blooming have sounds
As long as you pass by in my life
I am no longer afraid that time is rushing like a journey
It was happiness whispering in my ear
I forgot that the cold wind never stopped
It wasn’t until I traveled through all four seasons of my life
that I realized that the scenery is not as good as yours
I love you
Just like the wind that has traveled thousands of miles and never asked when it will return
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Like the sun rising and setting no matter the day or night
I love you
Like the clouds that have drifted for thousands of miles without rest
Like the white snow Wreaking havoc on the boundless earth
I love you
As fearless as a moth flies into a flame
Like old yellow flowers that pile up and cannot be blown away by the wind
i love you
Like a river that never stops and never stops
Like a wilderness of grass that is reborn and burns endlessly