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点击复制The Old Spot
Lyrics by: Song Qiangqiang
English Version
Holding onto my hometown holding onto the past
That old spot I can’t forget
Is the direction I keep looking back to in my dreams
The old spot the old spot days of childhood we had
The old spot the old spot who heals the hurt I’ve had
The first time I held your hand it burned so warm
The first time I smelled your hair its fragrance filled the air
The first time my heart raced losing all control
The first time I felt flustered hiding my joy I stole
The old spot the old spot
A tiny little paradise
Side by side we’d stand
Our breaths tangled in the warmth of each other’s eyes
Father urged me on to chase the distant lands
Each friend went their own way chasing dreams in their hands
The first time I drowned in the madness of love’s spell
The first time I promised to stay with you forever well
The first time my cheeks flushed as I bared my heart unsaid
The first time I broke through the thin veil of shyness spread
The old spot the old spot
A sweet little paradise
We made our vows that day
Saying we’d remember come what may
Mother’s cooking smoke curling through the olden days
Notes from my deskmate holding the boy’s youthful haze
Later we drifted apart scattered in the crowded fray
Each carrying our own load through wind and rain each day
When weariness weighs me down my longing grows so strong
The lights at the old spot still shine bright for me all along
Those regrets we left behind those times we acted bold
All slowly clear up in the wish to meet again I hold
The old spot the old spot
A tiny little paradise
Side by side we’d stand
Our breaths tangled in the warmth of each other’s eyes
Father urged me on to chase the distant lands
Each friend went their own way chasing dreams in their hands
The old spot the old spot
A sweet little paradise
We made our vows that day
Saying we’d remember come what may
Mother’s cooking smoke curling through the olden days
Notes from my deskmate holding the boy’s youthful haze
The old spot the old spot days of childhood we had
The old spot the old spot the face of love we had
The old spot the old spot the longing in my heart
The old spot the old spot who heals the hurt I’ve had
Meet me here don’t be late
Wait for you till the break of day