Is Chen Yalun the original singer of "Black Street"?

Ellen Chen----"Black Street", download address and lyrics.

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Song title: Black Street Singer: Chen Yalun

Black Street My child, I love to be here every night. Glass bottles, empty jars. Wildfire burns away regrets.

The quiet zero hour creates a happy life. In the hustle and bustle, burn newspapers. Go and write the definition of catharsis.

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I don’t know society, I don’t know anything happening in the world (never read the text)

I don’t give advice, don’t stop me, I hate finding out that the night is coming to an end.

(Look at me) Fight fiercely, and you won’t be afraid of being captured.

(Look at me) The police’s nonsense looks like it’s all a joke.

(Listen to me) Too much youth , burn it until it is gone.

Breathe these in (every night) and let the sweet dreams borrow for a while.

(Every night) Hiding in the truck, being probed by the bright moon.

(No regrets) Youth is written all over, never looking back at last night.

A cold gaze is exposed on the wall of the dark street. Do you know that this country has taken over the dark alleys.

If people pass by this place in the middle of the night, shrinking and keeping silent, they must not look around.

I don’t want to be tied up, I don’t want the dawn. Ideal for wandering every night (accompanied by the evening breeze) Wandering)

Immortal villains, immortal vision. The most disgusting thing is to see the prescription of destiny.

(Look at me) Fight fiercely, and I will not be afraid of being captured.

(Look at me) The police nonsense is all a joke.

(Listen to me) You have too much youth, burn it until it is gone.

(Every night) Breathe these and let the sweet dreams borrow for a while.

(Every night) Hiding in the truck, being penetrated by the bright moon.

(No regrets) Youth is written all over and never looks back. Look at last night.

(Look at me) They fought fiercely and were not afraid of being captured.

(Look at me) The police’s nonsense looks like it’s all a joke.

(Listen to me) There is too much youth, burn it until it is gone.

(Every night) Breathe in these and let the sweet dreams temporarily borrow.

(Every night) ) Hiding in a truck, being shot by the bright moon.

(No regrets) Youth is written all over, never looking back at last night.