Find a Cantonese song

Stare quietly out of the window

Thoughts in my head are like flowers in winter sleep.

The sky is full of rosy clouds.

At this moment, the city is like a painting, but it always comes home.

Too many changes in the blink of an eye.

Listen to this downtown joke in the crowd.

For a moment, all the sadness only feels small.

Slowly, I realized that when the world stopped, it was no longer important.

In fact, fate is like a building.

With the city in chaos, with the code in the light

See the world on the terrace.

Is the world no longer shining?

After many changes

Night arrival forest.

This flower can't bloom, but it always wants to make trouble again.

Don't huahua know how to love anymore?

Is it so cold to live in a big world and be enemies with others?

In fact, fate is like a building.

With the city in chaos, with the code in the light

See the world on the terrace.

The world built this home with embarrassment.

Every high and low flower

When the city is corrupt and falling apart, the cost of finding the city

But there are still beautiful women, right? Not afraid of falling.

A broken flower on the horizon

Corruption for whom?

In fact, fate is like a building.

With the city in chaos, with the code in the light

See the world on the terrace.

The world built this home with embarrassment.

A creeping flower

When the city is corrupt and crumbling, polish this home.

But there are still beautiful women, right? Not afraid of falling.

Flowers bloom and fall picturesque.

Endure change