Ask for a rock-and-roll lyric (original)

Sunshine outside the window is rare in winter in Chengdu.

Just like the day I remember.

This Sunday, I woke up in the silent morning.

Lazy in bed

I heard the people next door sing this song softly.

I thought it was her in a trance.

Happy people always forget to sing.

I always miss him when I am sad.

At the moment, I am eager to be young as never before.

A pace that the arrow of time can't catch up with

I saw you leave me waving your wings.

On a busy and noisy street this Sunday

I don't know when I can see you.

On a busy and noisy street this Sunday

I don't know when I will come back to you.

On a busy and noisy street this Sunday

Give me a rose, even if it has withered.

Let me plug in the power proudly

Yes, if no one will measure it by money and honor.

We may be close to it.

Forget it. Let's leave now. March towards the silent river.

Throw that stone over here.

Then sit quietly in front of the old man.

Let the stone look at me on the other side.

I saw you leave me waving your wings.

On a busy and noisy street this Sunday

I don't know when I can see you.

On a busy and noisy street this Sunday

I don't know when I will come back to you.

On a busy and noisy street this Sunday

How's it going?