Trần Quỳnh Anh
(Trần Quỳnh Anh)
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Đã bảo đừng up thế mà Hằng cứ ............................
Mai những ai đi cổ vũ thía ?????
Mai những ai đi cổ vũ thía ?????
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thằng cường dạo này tiếng trung ghê quá)Nguyễn Hoàng Dũng đã viết:bây h mới nhìn thấy chữ kí của cái Dung: mày đang học lớp nào đấy,phải kí như thế này:
有 means 没 有
ơ bài nocturn cũng có bài tiếng anh cơ hả bọn màyTrần Thùy Dung đã viết:Nocturne _ Jay Chou
③ A group of blood-lust ants
They are attracted by rotten meats
I showed no expressions
Watching the lonely scenery
Lost you, love and hatred start to become distinct from one another
Lost you, what else should I care?
The doves no longer represent peace, I’m finally being reminded
The birds that you’re feeding on the square are condors
I’m using beautiful rhymes to describe a love that’s being rifled to empty
Ah~ the dark clouds start to cover the sky up, the night sky is not clean
The echoes of funeral in the park are flying around in the air
The white roses I gave you are withering away in the pure black environment
The crows on the tree branches are weirdly silent
Listen silently to my black coat
I want to warm up your memories that are gradually getting cold
The life that we’ve been walking through and walking through
Ah~ the mist is surrounding the place, I’m in a spacious graveyard
I’ll still love when I’m old
① I’m playing Chopin’s Nocturne for you
In memory of my deadly love
Night gale like sounds
Heart broken but sounds very good
Hands are knocking lightly on the keyboard
I carefully thought about you
The place where you are buried is called The Nether World
② I’m playing Chopin’s Nocturne for you
In memory of my deadly love
And I hide my surname and bury my name for you
Playing the piano under the moonlight
Your heartbeats to me
Are still so warm and close
I miss your crimson lips
Those dragonflies without wings
Are falling on this forest
And my eyes have no slight of empathy
Lost you, the tears becomes turbid and unclear
Lost you, even my smiles have shadows underneath it
The wind is laughing at my sadness on top of a roof full of moss
Like a dried well without water
I’m using sadly beautiful font
To draw that regrettable love
Repeat ①, ②, ③