The Love Song of Flesh
"The Love Song of Flesh" is a song written by Wu Xuwen and sung by Andy Lau. It was included in the album "A Beautiful Day" released in 2002.
Too used to walking out of your door unknowingly?
Along the path of the moonlight, it’s more comfortable at night
Sing a nasty love song
Don't talk about how much love
Too explicit words
Excuse me for not being able to tell
You said you wanted to travel the world without a single step
"I will accompany you when I have time" is not a promise
Please don't ask me what I will do when I am old
Count wrinkles with you
Listen to your wordy
Isn't love spreading like this?
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Uh...I often think
Good for you bad for you
How rascal you
Oh~ you are angry, you are in a daze
All wonderful to me
Oh~ I am destined to spoil you in this life
Oh~ it makes people laugh, I'm demented
But have to be happy
I'm glad I understand
Simple one love
Oh, how crazy I am, how weird
You know best
Yeah~ I breathe, I am happy
Because you exist
Do whatever you want
I'm lucky to get your love
~music~
Count wrinkles with you
Listen to your wordy
Isn't love spreading like this?
Uh...I often think
Good for you bad for you
How rascal you
Oh~ you are angry, you are in a daze
All wonderful to me
Oh~ I am destined to spoil you in this life
Oh~ it makes people laugh, I'm demented
But have to be happy
I'm glad I understand
Simple one love
Oh, how crazy I am, how weird
You know best
Yeah~ I breathe, I am happy
Because you exist
Do whatever you want
I'm lucky to get your love
Looking back on the spring, warm flowers, you and I met, blooming in this season, a foot of water set off an endless frenzy. Thousands of organs still cannot escape your intimate care. The summer fire is just the temperature of a cup of coffee, enough to remember the light of the breeze. Qiufeng bent down, picked up a fallen leaf, and carried it to his armpit. Who told me that red is not a ruthless thing turning into spring mud to protect the flower? The sparkling beauty of the night sky will never be forgotten. Winter is gentle, whose rotating eyes make me puzzled, who says love is warm, love is always cherished.