Lyrics of the prodigal son myth

Lyrics title: Gossip of the prodigal son

Lyrics album: the prodigal son gossip

Singer: Hua Tuo

Lyrics:

Twist your fingers on quicksand. Fish swimming in the pond

Get me drunk and swing a sword. Cut off the sunset glow

Dream of purple and gold armor. De Dai Feng Pisa

Daydreaming. Too illusory and grandiose

Have a gossip. Cloth winters in summer.

When I succeed. Xishan zongfeima

Talk about the world by drinking. Han Xiao er Xu cha

The moon invites the window. So pretend to be chic.

I drank the wind. Swallow sand

The prodigal son has no money to patronize the restaurant.

Smell who painted the pipa.

Spring breeze is no longer like western Western jackdaw.

I drank the wind. Swallow sand

travel around the world

Sigh the fleeting time. Like yellow flowers

Ask heaven, no one answered.

I drank the wind. Swallow sand

The prodigal son has no money to patronize the restaurant.

Smell who painted the pipa.

Spring breeze is no longer like western Western jackdaw.

I drank the wind. Swallow sand

travel around the world

Sigh the fleeting time. Like yellow flowers

Ask heaven, no one answered.

Have a gossip. Cloth winters in summer.

When I succeed. Xishan zongfeima

Talk about the world by drinking. Han Xiao er Xu cha

The moon invites the window. So pretend to be chic.

I drank the wind. Swallow sand

The prodigal son has no money to patronize the restaurant.

Smell who painted the pipa.

Spring breeze is no longer like western Western jackdaw.

I drank the wind. Swallow sand

travel around the world

Sigh the fleeting time. Like yellow flowers

Ask heaven, no one answered.

I drank the wind. Swallow sand

The prodigal son has no money to patronize the restaurant.

Smell who painted the pipa.

Spring breeze is no longer like western Western jackdaw.

I drank the wind. Swallow sand

travel around the world

Sigh the fleeting time. Like yellow flowers

Ask heaven, no one answered.

I drank the wind. Swallow sand

The prodigal son has no money to patronize the restaurant.

Smell who painted the pipa.

Spring breeze is no longer like western Western jackdaw.

I drank the wind. Swallow sand

travel around the world

Sigh the fleeting time. Like yellow flowers

Ask heaven, no one answered.

I drank the wind. Swallow sand

The prodigal son has no money to patronize the restaurant.

Smell who painted the pipa.

Spring breeze is no longer like western Western jackdaw.

I drank the wind. Swallow sand

travel around the world

Sigh the fleeting time. Like yellow flowers

Ask heaven, no one answered.

Extended data:

Gossip of the Prodigal Son is a song written by Zhou Ren, composed by Hua Tuo, arranged by Han Junping and sung by Hua Tuo. It was released on June 6, 2020. It is included in the album "Gossip of the Prodigal Son" of the same name.

This song expresses a person's inner desolation, sighs many years later, speaks a lot of post-80 s voices, and tells how tired people are facing things with masks.