Rice shop

Lyrics :Zhang Wei
Arrangement :Long Long
Morning rain in March
You are sitting in your empty rice shop.
You hold the apple in one hand, the fate in one hand.
Looking for your own fragrance
The people outside the window are in a hurry
Don't leave your eyes on the wet road
Your dance steps through the empty room
Time has turned into smoke
Love, you can feel that tomorrow is coming.
The ship is parked on the dock.
I will wash my hair and climb the mast
prop up the home of our grape branches
Morning rain in March
You are sitting in your empty rice shop.
You hold the apple in one hand, the fate in one hand.
Looking for your own fragrance
The people outside the window are in a hurry.
Don't leave your eyes on the wet road
Your dance steps through the empty room
Time has turned into smoke
Love, you can feel that tomorrow is coming.
The ship is parked on the dock.
I will wash my hair and climb the mast.
Supporting the home of our vines
Love, you can feel that tomorrow is coming.
The ship is parked on the dock
I will wash my hair and climb the mast.
Supporting the home of our grape branches
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