Wife
RAP~ WifeWife, however, as before, each day bend a branch of willowWhere are you?At the side stream outlet outside the small villageQuietly waiting for meWife, however, as before, each day bend a branch of willowWhere are you?At the small village's side streamQuietly waiting for meWife
A pot of good wineAnd give me a bowl of hot porridgeMatch it up with a few of pounds of beefI say to the shop waiterIs three pieces of silver enough?The scene enters autumnBoundless yellow sand brushed pastThe north block inn is full of peopleIs there forage grass?My foal is a little thin
See through affairs of human lifeIn rivers and lakes, tide rises, tide fallsWhat gratitude and grudge and mistakesIn many years afterwardsStill lets people feel sadHeart lets out hurtWife, she is at Jiangnan waiting for meTears don't cast offWords are silent
Wife, however, as before, each day bend a branch of willowAt the small village's side streamSo quiet in waiting for meThe father and mother of my hometown have already roughly become hoary and oldWife, I owe you too much
A pot of good wineAnd give me a bowl of hot porridgeMatch it up with a few of pounds of beefI say to the shop waiterIs three pieces of silver enough?The scene enters autumnBoundless yellow sand brushed pastThe north block inn is full of peopleIs there forage grass?My foal is a little thin
The end of the skyFace, weather-beaten and lonely all overThe me who is near rustic timid affectionLovesickness then I post red beansLovesickness then I post red beansCannot do anything to help in leading a wandering life in the sea of peopleHeart lets out hurtWife, she is at Jiangnan waiting for meTears don't cast offWords are silent