红� - 罗时丰 traduction en anglais

红�

红�

～～～～～Music～～～～～
～～～Standby～～～
遇到你 漂撇的烟斗仔桑
那倘你 身边已经有�人
一粒心 外重
看罔想 不敢望
双双对对
引阮心肝彼�凉
～Music～
夜 夜梦
日日思 念
目眶红
三不五时珠泪含
青春拖 无窗
歌声热 酒绿红
伴阮舞步 飘茫岁月流转
～Music～
红�像 孤帆
寂寞疼 孤单�
依偎惦 无护岸的避风 港
红�像 花丛
更深伴 露水冻
花香自 然欲�怎倘嫌
～～～～～Music～～～～～

～～～Music～～～

遇到你 漂撇的烟斗仔桑
那倘你 身边已经有�人
一粒心 外重
看罔想 不敢望
双双对对
引阮心肝彼�凉
～Music～
夜 夜梦
日日思 念
目眶红
三不五时珠泪含
青春拖 无窗
歌声热 酒绿红
伴阮舞步 飘茫岁月流转
～Music～
红�像 孤帆
寂寞疼 孤单�
依偎惦 无护岸的避风 港
红�像 花丛
更深伴 露水冻
花香自 然欲�怎倘嫌
～Music～
红�像 孤帆
寂寞疼 孤单�
依偎惦 无护岸的避风 港
红�像 花丛
更深伴 露水冻
花香自 然欲�怎倘嫌
～～～～～Music～～～～～

～～～Music～～～

Red Star

Red Star

～～～～～Music～～～～～
～～～Standby～～～
I met you, a beautiful smoking man
If you already have someone by your side
My heart is heavy
I can't think about it, I don't dare to look
Two by two
My heart is so cold
～Music～
Night after night, I dream
Day after day, I miss
My eyes are red
Every now and then, I shed tears
My youth is dying without a window
The music is hot, the wine is green and red
Accompany my dance steps, the years of floating and turning
～Music～
Red stars are like lonely sails
Lonely pain, lonely sorrow
Leaning on a harbourless shelter
Red stars are like flowers
In the depths of the night, they are accompanied by dew
Flowers naturally want to be fragrant, how can they be despised?
～～～～～Music～～～～～

～～～Music～～～

I met you, a beautiful smoking man
If you already have someone by your side
My heart is heavy
I can't think about it, I don't dare to look
Two by two
My heart is so cold
～Music～
Night after night, I dream
Day after day, I miss
My eyes are red
Every now and then, I shed tears
My youth is dying without a window
The music is hot, the wine is green and red
Accompany my dance steps, the years of floating and turning
～Music～
Red stars are like lonely sails
Lonely pain, lonely sorrow
Leaning on a harbourless shelter
Red stars are like flowers
In the depths of the night, they are accompanied by dew
Flowers naturally want to be fragrant, how can they be despised?
～Music～
Red stars are like lonely sails
Lonely pain, lonely sorrow
Leaning on a harbourless shelter
Red stars are like flowers
In the depths of the night, they are accompanied by dew
Flowers naturally want to be fragrant, how can they be despised?
～～～～～Music～～～～～

～～～Music～～～