Open the music folder.

Fly, fly, fly.

Singer: Jia Wei Album: Love the New and Love the Old.

Hang up your phone. My tears can't hum I will fall down next.

Every day I pretend to stand on my branch and comb my feathers.

Holding the warmth of your mobile phone makes my voice hoarse.

There is no way to torture yourself like this. Throw away your mobile phone.

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la back to a tropical home.

I don't care where you are, I have a new world.

La, la, la, la, la, la fly to a fairy tale home.

I can be happy to be old from now on. Who is better off than who? You know, but I can't go.