Chinese:
爱是一个人的事
我忘了自己 留言过了 几次
这是我和你 唯一能联络的方式
有人说过 爱情 有时候是一个人的事
那天在街角 遇见 一个背影很像你的女子
我隔着人群 喊出 你的名字
世界 空空荡荡 没人回应 我的坚持
该如何 将这分秒想你的心停止
拔掉了那颗名叫 回忆的旧电池
他们说爱恨离合 只不过是 平常的事
为什么 我却傻傻的 那么固执
当今天我探望 那一年相爱的 旧的地址
那老房子 看见我的痴
它还 留在这个荒芜了 的城市
是不是 还依然在等待 我们那回不去的往日
我开始 相信了爱情只是我一个人的事
我独自 彷徨在 这一个 孤单城市
像个 迷路的孩子 等着一个 温暖影子
只希望有天 你听见我 留给你的心事
到这里 留一个日期 今天四月十三日
Ai Shi Yi Ge Ren De Shi
wo wang le zi ji liu yan guo le ji ci
zhe shi wo he ni wei yi neng lian luo de fang shi
you ren shuo guo ai qing you shi hou shi yi ge ren de shi
*na tian zai jie jiao yu jian yi ge bei ying hen xiang ni de nu zi
wo ge zhe ren qun han chu ni de ming zi
shi jie kong kong dang dang mei ren hui ying wo de jian chi
gai ru he jiang zhe fen miao xiang ni de xin ting zhi
ba diao le na ke ming jiao hui yi de jiu dian chi
ta men shuo ai hen li he zhi bu guo shi ping chang de shi
wei shen me wo que sha sha de na me gu zhi
dang jin tian wo tan wang na yi nian xiang ai de jiu de di zhi
na lao fang zi
ta hai liu zai zhe ge huang wu le de cheng shi
shi bu shi hai yi ran zai deng dai wo men na hui bu qu de wang ri
CHORUS: wo kai shi xiang xin le ai qing zhi shi wo yi ge ren de shi
wo du zi pang huang zai zhe yi ge gu dan cheng shi
xiang ge mi lu de hai zi deng zhe yi ge wen nuan ying zi
zhi xi wang you tian ni ting jian wo liu gei ni de xin shi
dao zhe li liu yi ge ri qi jin tian si yue shi san ri
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repeat CHORUS
Love is One’s Own Business
I have forgotten how many messages I left on your answering machine.
This is our only communication method.
Someone once said that love is one’s own business.
*One day I saw a girl who looked like you on the streets,
I shouted out your name in the crowd.
The world was empty and nobody answered to my insistence.
How can I stop my heart’s beating for you at this second?
I want to pull out the old battery that powers my memories.
They say that painful separations are common in love.
But why am I so stupidly stubborn?
Today I look upon the location where we once loved that year.
That old house sees my bitterness.
It still remains in this desolate city.
Is it still awaiting our irrevocable past?
CHORUS: I’m starting to believe that love is really one’s own business.
I am solitarily wandering through this desolate city.
I’m like a lost child waiting for a warm shadow to appear.
I just
It will end today. I will remember the date: April 13th
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repeat CHORUS