Sing traditional opera

Singer: Rachel/Aki Ajie

Composer: Rachel

Lyrics: eccentric

Rachel: Laughing at who depends on beauty and prestige, how can heartless people match?

The bell rang and the light between the curtains was dim.

You and I are made for each other

Without you, it is original sin. Heartless, very suitable.

You are in rags, I paint and walk side by side across mountains and waters.

You are haggard, and I am brilliant for you.

You kissed the pen and stained the tears in my eyes.

Who's sad and happy after a brief encounter?

They misunderstood me in a roundabout way, but you dominated me.

Ask what is more perfect in the world?

Pell: The orchid fingers twist like water.

Everything on the three-foot red platform is in tune.

Sing goodbye for a long time, and you won't be sad. If you are red, you will turn to dust.

May someone remember who is the oldest.

Rachel: You lead me to dance like a fly, and you lead me to advance and retreat.

Bitterness and joy go hand in hand, and gestures do not go against it.

Absolute modesty and gentleness.

You are wrong. I refuse to ignore you. I am ignorant.

How can the heart fire be willing to bring the soup up without boiling?

I never wither when you wither, and I dare not be tired when you are tired.

What will keep you warm for a thousand years?

Autumn wind and snow are vaguely white.

The light is changing, wrinkle your eyebrows.

If you shed a tear, I can accompany you to your old age.

In the smoke, it turned to dust and disappeared perfectly.

Snow and snow fall vaguely with white hair and tail.

The light is changing, wrinkle your eyebrows.

If you shed a tear, I can accompany you to your old age.

In the smoke, it turned to dust and disappeared perfectly.