同志，我还没死，只是沉睡于梦中。

《梦回上海，家的温暖》

用微笑掩饰我的情绪

Itisthepassionflowingrightonthroughyourveins　　Anditsthefeelingthatyoureohsogladyoucame　　Itisthemomentyourememberyourealive　　Itistheairyoubreathe,theelement,thefire　　Itisthatflowerthatyoutookthetimetosmell　　Itisthepowerthatyouknowyougotaswell　　Itisthefearinsidethatyoucanovercome　　Thisistheorchestra,therhythmandthedrum　　Comumaforca,comumaforca　　Comumaforcaqueninguempodeparar　　Comumaforca,comumaforca

谁的琴声在悠扬

率因成例事，已觉阔多辰

已识风尘苦，经春又别离