Lyricist: Xue Zhiqian
Composer: Xue Zhiqian
Arranger: Zhang Baoyu
Furtive—when it rains, the Moon is furtive
Slowly—the crowds on the street slowly quiet down
I’m thinking you can stop covering it up
The rain will stop. I will let you go
It’s still raining. Looks like [the rain] is speaking
He is striking my window, ding ding dong dong
In the season of love, better to let go than to strain yourself
It’s still raining, Can you hear it
It is my missing you, ding ding dong dong
When it drips into heart, you will think of me
It’s still raining, as if it were looking for you
It is striking my window, saying it can’t find you
In such raining seaons, I miss you more
It’s still raining. Please listen carefully
It is my longing for you, ding ding dong dong
It drips into your heart, telling you I’m missing you
Far away, strangers carelessly run away from the rain
Softly—is it akin to the way someone broached the subject?
How come nobody remembers it? Am I crazy?
If rain doesn’t stop, does it mean we are still in love?
Repeat *** once
Can I still wait for you under the eaves?