Text/Huangmen Yan
好雨知吾城,
Late spring is happening.
Thunder roars into the night,
The lights shine brightly on the streets.
Sitting and getting drunk,
Ponder for a while.
Listen to the night rain by the window,
Put the paper on the blue light.
Text/Huangmen Yan
好雨知吾城,
Late spring is happening.
Thunder roars into the night,
The lights shine brightly on the streets.
Sitting and getting drunk,
Ponder for a while.
Listen to the night rain by the window,
Put the paper on the blue light.