Lian Shang Ling Yi Ge Ren (戀上另一個人)

Suddenly, a sudden rain, the world shrinks to the eaves.

Your familiar profile, turning around is right in front of me.

In a moment of distraction, I dropped the cigarette in my hand, falling into the burning years.

Let the scene reconnect to the past, skipping over yesterday's yesterday.

How have you been lately? Are you happier now?

I should be happy, but I can't seem to find the words.

The rain soaked your right shoulder, tears slid down my left cheek.

This is the only connection left, when love is a hurried punctuation.

You once were a lover I kissed, loved, and hurt, possessed but missed.

This is too cruel, you now always deliberately keep a distance.

You kissed, loved, and also hated, embraced but made mistakes as lovers.

I can't inquire, I have no right to ask if he is the right person.

How have you been lately? Are you happier now?

I should be happy, but I can't seem to find the words.

We are two parallel lines, no longer any intersection.

Only the bitter feeling remains when love is a hurried punctuation.

You once were a lover I kissed, loved, and hurt, possessed but missed.

This is too cruel, you now always deliberately keep a distance.

You kissed, loved, and also hated, embraced but made mistakes as lovers.

I can't inquire, I have no right to ask what kind of person he is.

You once were a lover I kissed, loved, and hurt, possessed but missed.

This is too cruel, you now always deliberately keep a distance.

You kissed, loved, and also hated, embraced but made mistakes as lovers.

I can't inquire, as I turned away first, falling in love with the wrong person.

Falling in love with someone.