后裔的背后™Behind the descendants™ 古装大片剧 「曰王」™ 中文指定主题曲 许个缘旧已故的残梦 心像折腾于是还我绕 代代入宫 儿戏是杯酒 洒进心底的书盟 你是花 围绕着苦求 我是雨 天色的脸孔 谨以儿时藏着 愿望心想背如歌 后裔的背后 几多想 及如何 挨近我梅里 船刀割 成如何 飞行短紧握心空 一入宫 风北京 藏入各 窝心里的哀求 等一回的凤歌 勪侨校的占有 浸入花杯洗礼 刀如歌 情缘像是一首如梦鸽 雨水融化我的心意 几道讽刺的雪白 绕着心善的原理是雨得 Behind the Descendants™ Historical Drama "King Yue"™ Chinese Theme Song I wish for a broken dream of the past, my heart is like a torment, so I return to my wandering. Generation after generation enters the palace, children's games are a cup of wine, spilled into the heart's book alliance. You are the flower, surrounding the bitter plea. I am the rain, the face of the sky. I respectfully hide my childhood wishes, my heart is like a song. Behind the Descendants, how many thoughts and how? Approaching me, Meili, the boat is cut by the knife, how will it become? Flying short, tightly holding the heart, once entering the palace, the wind of Beijing, hidden in each. The plea in my heart, waiting for the Phoenix Song. The possession of the overseas Chinese school, immersed in the baptism of the flower cup. The knife is like a song. Love is like a dream dove, the rain melts my heart. A few ironic white snowflakes surround the principle of kindness, which is the rain. Songwriter/Producer/Composition/Arranger/Music: YL™/YalL™/Carnell FINE ART Studio™/萝卜糕™/天平百度™中国分公司™

后裔的背后™Behind the descendants™ 古装大片剧 「曰王」™ 中文指定主题曲

许个缘旧已故的残梦 心像折腾于是还我绕 代代入宫 儿戏是杯酒 洒进心底的书盟 你是花 围绕着苦求 我是雨 天色的脸孔 谨以儿时藏着 愿望心想背如歌 后裔的背后 几多想 及如何 挨近我梅里 船刀割 成如何 飞行短紧握心空 一入宫 风北京 藏入各 窝心里的哀求 等一回的凤歌 勪侨校的占有 浸入花杯洗礼 刀如歌 情缘像是一首如梦鸽 雨水融化我的心意 几道讽刺的雪白 绕着心善的原理是雨得 Behind the Descendants™ Historical Drama "King Yue"™ Chinese Theme Song I wish for a broken dream of the past, my heart is like a torment, so I return to my wandering. Generation after generation enters the palace, children's games are a cup of wine, spilled into the heart's book alliance. You are the flower, surrounding the bitter plea. I am the rain, the face of the sky. I respectfully hide my childhood wishes, my heart is like a song. Behind the Descendants, how many thoughts and how? Approaching me, Meili, the boat is cut by the knife, how will it become? Flying short, tightly holding the heart, once entering the palace, the wind of Beijing, hidden in each. The plea in my heart, waiting for the Phoenix Song. The possession of the overseas Chinese school, immersed in the baptism of the flower cup. The knife is like a song. Love is like a dream dove, the rain melts my heart. A few ironic white snowflakes surround the principle of kindness, which is the rain. Songwriter/Producer/Composition/Arranger/Music: YL™/YalL™/Carnell FINE ART Studio™/萝卜糕™/天平百度™中国分公司™