Your wedding dress burned like a fire, the end of the world <br>was burned by the setting sun, my heart was like cinnabar, and I <br>said that your eyes are full of peach blossoms, <br>but how can you <br>ask who can borrow me to look back?
Your wedding dress burns the horizon like a fire.<br>From then on the residual yang branded my heart like Zhu sand.<br>Say you have peach blossoms in your eyes.<br>But how overnight peach blossom rain.<br>Ask who can lend me a look back.
Your wedding dress burns the world<br>From then on, the setting sun scorched my heart like cinnabar<br>They say you have peach blossom in your eyes<br>But how does it rain overnight<br>Ask who can lend me a look back<br>