她 翅膀薄如蝉翼她 鸣声细如丝缕她 累了就栖息风里从不为谁落地
她 向往绮丽天地她 幻想吟唱一曲她 不向谁诉说艰辛一路穿过逶迤
你只见翎雀振翅向繁华荒凉不见蓦兰寂寞飞翔你只听夜莺婉转歌声多悠扬不闻蓦兰静默引吭
她 渐渐丰满羽翼她 锐利目光如炬她 倦了就躲进雨里却不为谁哭泣
她 眷恋无边天际她 无畏花开荼蘼她 不管质疑的声音一路披荆斩棘
你只见翎雀振翅向繁华荒凉不见蓦兰寂寞飞翔你只听夜莺婉转歌声多悠扬不闻蓦兰静默引吭
你可知那些被遗忘人前面庞曾如蓦兰一般飞翔你可知那些令人艳羡的模样
曾像蓦兰低吟浅唱曾像蓦兰低吟浅唱
She's wings as thin as those of cicadas.She has a chirp as delicate as silk threads.She,When she tired,rests in the wind.Never landing for anyone.
She yearns for an enchanting world.She fantasizes about singing a song.She doesn't tell others of her hardships.Make her way through the meandering[journey the life].
You only see the beautifully plumaged passerine flap its wings and head towards prosperity and desolation.Not see Molan1 flying in solitue.You only hear how melodious the nightingale's sweet song is.Not hear Molan's silent but loud voice.
She gradually becomes fully fledged with all of her flight feathers.She has a keen gaze,as intense and bright as a torch.She,when exhausted,hides in the rain.But doesn't cry for anyone.
She longs for the boundless sky.She is not afraid of flowers blooming and flowers wilting.She doesn't care about the voices of doubt.Hacking her way throught the brambles and thorns.
You only see the beautifully plumaged passerine flap its wings and head towards prosperity and desolation.Not see Molan flying in solitue.You only hear how melodious the nightingale's sweet song is.Not hear Molan's silent but loud voice.
Do you know that those faces forgotten in front of others,Once flew as Molan does?Do you know that those appearances envied by others,
Once crooned as Molan does?Once crooned as Molan does?