Singer: Alan Tam Album: Mandarin Collection
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[ti: the night is still early]
[ar: Alan Tam]
[Al: Collection of Mandarin]
[by: (Love Lyrics Network) www.zhlrc.com]
Tread gently in the moonlight, as if walking in your heart.
No one shared a glass of wine with me after that sad parting.
Flying flowers are as light as fog, and the wind is like smoke after all.
The rain in Mao Mao is so fine that I forgot to see it clearly. Your eyes are silent and affectionate.
In the rain, the wind rustles in the dream, as if you were smiling.
I woke up too early when I was young and frivolous in the long night.
Silent, flowers fall all over the ground, leaving only a faint fragrance.
Suddenly I look back on my dream, still waiting for you at night, still young.
I didn't know it was cold.
Tread gently in the moonlight, as if walking in your heart.
No one shared a glass of wine with me after that sad parting.
Flying flowers are as light as fog, and the wind is like smoke after all.
The rain in Mao Mao is so fine that I forgot to see it clearly. Your eyes are silent and affectionate.
In the rain, the wind rustles in the dream, as if you were smiling.
I woke up too early when I was young and frivolous in the long night.
Silent, flowers fall all over the ground, leaving only a faint fragrance.
Suddenly I look back on my dream, still waiting for you at night, still young.
In the rain, the wind rustles in the dream, as if you were smiling.
I woke up too early when I was young and frivolous in the long night.
Silent, flowers fall all over the ground, leaving only a faint fragrance.
Suddenly I look back on my dream, still waiting for you at night, still young.
In the rain, the wind rustles in the dream, as if you were smiling.
I woke up too early when I was young and frivolous in the long night.
Silent, flowers fall all over the ground, leaving only a faint fragrance.
Suddenly I look back on my dream, still waiting for you at night, still young.
In the rain, the wind rustles in the dream, as if you were smiling.
I woke up too early when I was young and frivolous in the long night.