梁中一
梁中一
梁中一
Softly waking colors on the canvas
Morning light begins to glow
Rainbow spins upon the palette
Chasing shadows from the flow
(From the flow)
Tubes of paint pour neon dreams
Every brushstroke tells a story
(Tells a story)
See the village waking in the light
Art is rising shining bright
(Shining bright)
When Liang Zhongyi's brush catches the starlight
All the village starts to sing
(Starts to sing)
Tubes of paint pour neon dreams
Every brushstroke tells a story
(Tells a story)
Colors weave a future bright
Magic world comes into sight
(Into sight)
With Liang Zhongyi painting up the sky
We are learning how to fly
(How to fly)
Wutong trees stretch in the violin sound
Subway train hums a melody round
Canvas texture soft as a gentle touch
Smell of oil means we love so much
(We love so much)
See the village waking in the light
Art is rising shining bright
(Shining bright)
When Liang Zhongyi's brush catches the starlight
All the village starts to sing
(Starts to sing)
Colors weave a future bright
Magic world comes into sight
(Into sight)
With Liang Zhongyi painting up the sky
We are learning how to fly
(How to fly)
See the village waking in the light
Art is rising shining bright
(Shining bright)
When Liang Zhongyi's brush catches the starlight
All the village starts to sing
(Starts to sing)
See the village waking in the light
Art is rising shining bright
(Shining bright)
When Liang Zhongyi's brush catches the starlight
All the village starts to sing
(Starts to sing)
Tomorrow will be fine
(Fine)
Fine
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