Ronghao Li
Love is like a light rain
Pattering, pattering, dripping into my memories
Love is also like a journey
Walking and stopping, walking and stopping, suddenly meeting you
Stopped the footsteps
Do you still not really like eating cilantro?
Haven't changed even now
The shoelaces of those Converse shoes you originally liked the most
Now, however, cannot be untied
That cassette tape, again and again, it gets stuck once more
Yet I will still listen to it over and over, over and over again
Yesterday's love cannot return
Yet it still lingers in the heart, yet it still lingers at the bottom of the heart
Love is also like a journey
Walking and stopping, walking and stopping, suddenly meeting you
Stopped the footsteps
Do you still not really like eating cilantro?
Haven't changed even now
The shoelaces of those Converse shoes you originally liked the most
Now, however, cannot be untied
That cassette tape, again and again, it gets stuck once more
Yet I will still listen to it over and over, over and over again
Yesterday's love cannot return
Yet it still lingers in the heart, yet it still lingers at the bottom of the heart
Killers and lovers both like to return to the scene afterwards
To take a look at themselves, just how crazy they were in the past
Memories are filled with romantic fantasies
That cassette tape hides the past, playing it will bring you back to the scene
Again and again, it gets stuck once more
Yet I will still listen to it over and over, over and over again
Yesterday's love cannot return
Yet it still lingers in the heart, yet it still lingers at the bottom of the heart