晚安

颜人中

verse

The window blocks the moonlight, our infatuated interactions reflect in superficial and empty words.

Busy silhouettes, the long night slowly passes, hurriedly leaving behind feelings.

Your voice and expression are too flustered, your evading gaze is yet so captivating.

Why always cling to this kind of ambiguous blurriness?

bridge

How many heart-wrenching, pulling, and reluctant nights were there in the past?

Until now, the passion has faded into the lament of strangers.

Why bother entangling sincerity with loneliness?

chorus

A conversation meant for several people, reduced to saying a few sentences of goodnight.

Provoking sentimental reveries, yet easily drifting apart.

Lingering affection is always at odds with fickleness.

I can never resist your casual goodnight.

Obsessed with your hot-and-cold cliché tropes.

A roundabout goodnight, the affectionate person just brings embarrassment upon themselves.

verse

Your voice and expression are too flustered, your evading gaze is yet so captivating.

Why always cling to this kind of ambiguous blurriness?

bridge

How many heart-wrenching, pulling, and reluctant nights were there in the past?

Until now, the passion has faded into the lament of strangers.

Why bother entangling sincerity with loneliness?

chorus

A conversation meant for several people, reduced to saying a few sentences of goodnight.

Provoking sentimental reveries, yet easily drifting apart.

Lingering affection is always at odds with fickleness.

I can never resist your casual goodnight.

Obsessed with your hot-and-cold cliché tropes.

A roundabout goodnight, the affectionate person just brings embarrassment upon themselves.

chorus

A conversation meant for several people, reduced to saying a few sentences of goodnight.

Provoking sentimental reveries, yet easily drifting apart.

Lingering affection is always at odds with fickleness.

I can never resist your casual goodnight.

Obsessed with your hot-and-cold cliché tropes.

A roundabout goodnight, the affectionate person just brings embarrassment upon themselves.

outro

A roundabout goodnight, the affectionate person is always embarrassed.

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