里的小雨, 淅沥沥沥 沥沥 淅沥沥沥下个不停
Sān yuè lǐ de xiǎoyǔ, xīlìlìlìlìlì xīlìlìlì xià gè bù tíng
山谷里的小溪, 哗啦啦啦 啦啦 哗啦啦啦流不停 The stream in the valley keeps flowing.
shāngǔ lǐ de xiǎo xī, huālā lā lā lā lā huālā lā lā liú bù tíng
小雨为谁飘 小溪为谁流 带著满怀的凄清 For whom is the light rain falling?
For whom is the stream flowing? With a heart full of desolation
For whom is the stream flowing? With a heart full of desolation
xiǎoyǔ wéi shéi piāo xiǎo xī wèi shéi liú dàizhe mǎnhuái de qīqīng
三月里的小雨 淅沥沥沥 沥沥 淅沥沥沥下个不停
sān yuè lǐ de xiǎoyǔ xīlìlìlìlì lì xīlì lì lì xià gè bù tíng
山谷里的小溪 哗啦啦啦 啦啦 哗啦啦啦流不停 The creek in the valley keeps flowing.
shāngǔ lǐ de xiǎo xī huālā lā lā lā lā huālā lā lā liú bù tíng
小雨陪伴我 小溪听我诉 可知我满怀的寂寞 The light rain accompanies me
and the stream listens to my voice.
You know the loneliness I feel.
and the stream listens to my voice.
You know the loneliness I feel.
xiǎoyǔ péibàn wǒ xiǎo xī tīng wǒ sù kězhī wǒ mǎnhuái de jìmò
请问小溪 谁带我追寻 追寻那一颗爱我的心 May I ask Xiaoxi who will lead me to pursue the heart that loves me?
qǐngwèn xiǎo xī shéi dài wǒ zhuīxún zhuīxún nà yī kē ài wǒ de xīn
三月里的小雨 淅沥沥沥 沥沥 淅沥沥沥下个不停
sān yuè lǐ de xiǎoyǔ xīlì lì lì lì lì xīlì lì lì xià gè bù tíng
山谷里的小溪 哗啦啦啦 啦啦 哗啦啦啦流不停
shāngǔ lǐ de xiǎo xī huālā lā lā lā lā huālā lā lā liú bù tíng
小雨陪伴我 小溪听我诉 可知我满怀的寂寞
xiǎoyǔ péibàn wǒ xiǎo xī tīng wǒ sù kězhī wǒ mǎnhuái de jìmò
请问小溪 谁带我追寻 追寻那一颗爱我的心
qǐngwèn xiǎo xī shéi dài wǒ zhuīxún zhuīxún nà yī kē ài wǒ de xīn
追寻那一颗爱我的心 Looking for the heart that loves me
zhuīxún nà yī kē ài wǒ de xīn
追寻那一颗爱我的心
zhuīxún nà yī kē ài wǒ de xīn
The light rain in March, pitter-patter, pitter-patter, pitter-patter, pitter-patter, pitter-patter, pitter-patter.
The stream in the valley keeps flowing.
For whom is the light rain falling? For whom is the stream flowing? With a heart full of desolation
The light rain in March is pitter-patter, pitter-patter, pitter-patter.
The creek in the valley keeps flowing.
The light rain accompanies me and the stream listens to my voice. You know the loneliness I feel.
May I ask Xiaoxi who will lead me to pursue the heart that loves me?
The light rain in March is pitter-patter, pitter-patter, pitter-patter.
The creek in the valley keeps flowing.
The light rain accompanies me and the stream listens to my voice. You know the loneliness I feel.
May I ask Xiaoxi who will lead me to pursue the heart that loves me?
Looking for the heart that loves me
Looking for the heart that loves me
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