Balcony shadows stretch long and thin
Old street whispers where our story begins
Morning tea steam on a porcelain cup
Watching the city slowly wake up
Something shifted when you looked my way
Colors brighter at the close of the day
Night wind soft on the river tide
Always knew you were the one to find
Zhujiang lights paint the water gold
My heart is yours a story untold
Arcade buildings hold secrets untold
Every corner a memory to hold
Evening breeze brings a sweet perfume
Chasing away every bit of the gloom
No grand gestures no dramatic scene
Just quiet moments a peaceful routine
But in these small things a truth starts to bloom
Lighting the pathway dispelling all gloom
Night wind soft on the river tide
Always knew you were the one to find
Zhujiang lights paint the water gold
My heart is yours a story untold