黑与白

Yesterday, I dreamt of you. After such a long time, I actually dreamt of you.

Until now, I still don't know how we suddenly became so distant, despite having once been so close.

In my dream, you wanted us to be friends again. You tried really hard to get what you want, for the first time. Somehow you fell and your forehead was bleeding. I ran for you and rested you on my arm. That was such a familiar face. It brought back some memories and reminded me of silly things I've done. At that moment, it seemed you were being sillier than me.

I woke up then, feeling terrible. I didn't know you still occupied a part of me although it has already been some time. I can't describe the feeling of this realization. I guess shouldn't be thinking so much of you.

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I think I promised you all a song. Another piece of simple nonsense, but it's nevertheless my hard work, inspired from the passage above.

My voice was bad. Apologies for the croaking.

Super felt like giving up after a few recordings. But with patience comes perfection. By perfection, I don't mean professionalism ok. So stop laughing at me! Hmm!

Perfection for me = No obvious mistakes in keyboard-playing and singing.

Here it is!



黑与白

曾属于我们的舞台
多无奈 少了从前的精彩
一开始 若知道此刻的对白
我不会再继续 让你心悲伤夹带

轻哼着 虚伪情歌
眼看着 我们的剧要闭幕了

黑与白 简简单单两种色彩
似乎那么靠近 却该在不同地带
不要再 坚持着这段爱
痴痴地 做无谓徘徊

风轻轻 向着我们吹来
吹走了 该有的未来