Lyric

She is like the wind blowing in the afternoon

No words, no questions, no stops

When you open the window, the fragrance drifts in

It makes people mistakenly think that summer is still here

She sat down and took a sip of wine

The bubbles slowly rose, like stories emerging one by one

"Where does this road lead to?"

"I don't know." She smiled and said

"Does it matter?"

The night deepened, the neon lights flickered

When the red light came on, she got out of the car quietly

At the end of the sidewalk, a silhouette passed by

The wind left behind turned around and then scattered

No one knew where she would go

No one really kept her

But everyone who saw her remembered the light of that moment

It was like the wind passing through the water in the heart

The night deepens, neon lights flicker

When the red light comes on, she gets off the car quietly

At the end of the sidewalk, a silhouette passes by

The wind that remains turns around and then scatters

She doesn't belong here, nor anywhere

It just so happens that when you are still willing to believe in the wind, she has come

The night deepens, and the dream fades

The red light flashes, and she no longer looks back to talk

You reach out your hand, only holding the outline of the air

She came like the wind, silently, but irreplaceably profound

The window is still open, the light is still flashing

But she is gone

You are still in the wind, waiting for her to pass by next time