(Leah Dou:)
(Beijing winters cut deep)
(The wind's got a bite)
(So many doors in this room)
(Can't hold a heart inside)
(The streetlights laugh, they see)
(Asking where she wants to go)
(Look at the leaves blowing free)
(Telling her, "Don't be scared, just flow")
(VaVa:)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Wherever the wind may take me, wherever the wind may take me)
(They called her Little Leaf when she was small)
(Writing lyrics in her diary, standing tall)
(Her grandma would braid her hair so neat)
(She dreamed of being on screen, a star to meet)
(Left home at 15, so young and brave)
(Left the soil where she grew, the life she gave)
(On the road, just to survive each day)
(She sang in bars, found her own way)
(She's been to so many places, far and wide)
(Plane, bus, hard sleeper—no place to hide)
(Heavy makeup drowning the girl she'd been)
(Living day and night, easy to lose your way)
(Walking this path alone, no words to say)
(Sometimes she can't tell what's real, what's a dream)
((Pull yourself out, it's not what it seems))
(Rolling down the window, she smells the air)
(Osmanthus, like home, floating everywhere)
(Mom calls on the phone: "Baby, don't be tough")
(But she's got no illusions, no sweet fantasy)
(Kevin or Jason, their words are just poetry)
(In her dictionary, no such word as "stay")
(She wants to see more beauty along the way)
(Only the wind knows her tears, no one sees Because falling leaves don't ask for sympathy)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Wherever the wind may take me, wherever the wind may take me)
(Her one constant habit—still loves Coca-Cola)
(Friends come and go, like waves that roll on)
(She grabs every handhold, lets no dream fade)
(Till the day she signed her first contract, the grade she made)
(That day, she didn't even read it, just signed her name)
(Ten years flew by, the wind her messenger, untamed)
(First big check? Straight to SKP, a Rollie she claimed—then walked in fame)
(No more subways, a driver waits downstairs)
(Small talk in high society, playing millionaires)
(Her face on magazine covers, logos everywhere)
(Another party, drank too much—she knows it's time to leave, to care)
(Where can she go to find some peace inside?)
(She chalks it all up to luck, nowhere to hide)
(Isn't it just meet, then know, then say goodbye?)
(Before the leaf hits the ground, she's already seen the sky)
(Leah Dou:)
(Beijing winters cut deep)
(The wind's got a bite)
(So many doors in this room)
(Can't hold a heart inside)
(The streetlights laugh, they see)
(Asking where she wants to go)
(Look at the leaves blowing free)
(Telling her, "Don't be scared, just flow")
(VaVa:)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Wherever the wind may take me, wherever the wind may take me)
🔤 LRC翻译歌词
[00:24.22](Leah Dou:)
[00:25.11](Beijing winters cut deep)
[00:26.75](The wind's got a bite)
[00:28.60](So many doors in this room)
[00:29.98](Can't hold a heart inside)
[00:31.61](The streetlights laugh, they see)
[00:33.26](Asking where she wants to go)
[00:34.79](Look at the leaves blowing free)
[00:36.42](Telling her, "Don't be scared, just flow")
[00:37.73](VaVa:)
[00:38.11](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[00:41.21](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[00:44.42](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[00:47.62](Wherever the wind may take me, wherever the wind may take me)
[00:50.95](They called her Little Leaf when she was small)
[00:52.61](Writing lyrics in her diary, standing tall)
[00:54.18](Her grandma would braid her hair so neat)
[00:56.28](She dreamed of being on screen, a star to meet)
[00:57.44](Left home at 15, so young and brave)
[00:58.84](Left the soil where she grew, the life she gave)
[01:00.69](On the road, just to survive each day)
[01:02.25](She sang in bars, found her own way)
[01:03.83](She's been to so many places, far and wide)
[01:06.24](Plane, bus, hard sleeper—no place to hide)
[01:12.54](Heavy makeup drowning the girl she'd been)
[01:14.29](Living day and night, easy to lose your way)
[01:16.63](Walking this path alone, no words to say)
[01:19.01](Sometimes she can't tell what's real, what's a dream)
[01:21.75] ((Pull yourself out, it's not what it seems))
[01:22.97](Rolling down the window, she smells the air)
[01:24.10](Osmanthus, like home, floating everywhere)
[01:26.50](Mom calls on the phone: "Baby, don't be tough")
[01:30.79](But she's got no illusions, no sweet fantasy)
[01:32.40](Kevin or Jason, their words are just poetry)
[01:35.47](In her dictionary, no such word as "stay")
[01:37.36](She wants to see more beauty along the way)
[01:38.89](Only the wind knows her tears, no one sees Because falling leaves don't ask for sympathy)
[01:43.57](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[01:46.87](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[01:49.64](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[01:52.68](Wherever the wind may take me, wherever the wind may take me)
[02:09.51](Her one constant habit—still loves Coca-Cola)
[02:12.96](Friends come and go, like waves that roll on)
[02:15.98](She grabs every handhold, lets no dream fade)
[02:18.63](Till the day she signed her first contract, the grade she made)
[02:22.61](That day, she didn't even read it, just signed her name)
[02:28.43](Ten years flew by, the wind her messenger, untamed)
[02:31.69](First big check? Straight to SKP, a Rollie she claimed—then walked in fame)
[02:35.89](No more subways, a driver waits downstairs)
[02:39.84](Small talk in high society, playing millionaires)
[02:41.55](Her face on magazine covers, logos everywhere)
[02:43.83](Another party, drank too much—she knows it's time to leave, to care)
[02:47.06](Where can she go to find some peace inside?)
[02:48.83](She chalks it all up to luck, nowhere to hide)
[02:53.36](Isn't it just meet, then know, then say goodbye?)
[02:57.05](Before the leaf hits the ground, she's already seen the sky)
[03:13.09](Leah Dou:)
[03:13.43](Beijing winters cut deep)
[03:14.96](The wind's got a bite)
[03:16.61](So many doors in this room)
[03:18.34](Can't hold a heart inside)
[03:19.72](The streetlights laugh, they see)
[03:21.52](Asking where she wants to go)
[03:22.80](Look at the leaves blowing free)
[03:24.53](Telling her, "Don't be scared, just flow")
[03:26.24](VaVa:)
[03:26.52](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[03:29.18](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[03:32.42](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[03:35.59](Wherever the wind may take me, wherever the wind may take me)
(Leah Dou:)
(Beijing winters cut deep)
(The wind's got a bite)
(So many doors in this room)
(Can't hold a heart inside)
(The streetlights laugh, they see)
(Asking where she wants to go)
(Look at the leaves blowing free)
(Telling her, "Don't be scared, just flow")
(VaVa:)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Wherever the wind may take me, wherever the wind may take me)
(They called her Little Leaf when she was small)
(Writing lyrics in her diary, standing tall)
(Her grandma would braid her hair so neat)
(She dreamed of being on screen, a star to meet)
(Left home at 15, so young and brave)
(Left the soil where she grew, the life she gave)
(On the road, just to survive each day)
(She sang in bars, found her own way)
(She's been to so many places, far and wide)
(Plane, bus, hard sleeper—no place to hide)
(Heavy makeup drowning the girl she'd been)
(Living day and night, easy to lose your way)
(Walking this path alone, no words to say)
(Sometimes she can't tell what's real, what's a dream)
((Pull yourself out, it's not what it seems))
(Rolling down the window, she smells the air)
(Osmanthus, like home, floating everywhere)
(Mom calls on the phone: "Baby, don't be tough")
(But she's got no illusions, no sweet fantasy)
(Kevin or Jason, their words are just poetry)
(In her dictionary, no such word as "stay")
(She wants to see more beauty along the way)
(Only the wind knows her tears, no one sees Because falling leaves don't ask for sympathy)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Wherever the wind may take me, wherever the wind may take me)
(Her one constant habit—still loves Coca-Cola)
(Friends come and go, like waves that roll on)
(She grabs every handhold, lets no dream fade)
(Till the day she signed her first contract, the grade she made)
(That day, she didn't even read it, just signed her name)
(Ten years flew by, the wind her messenger, untamed)
(First big check? Straight to SKP, a Rollie she claimed—then walked in fame)
(No more subways, a driver waits downstairs)
(Small talk in high society, playing millionaires)
(Her face on magazine covers, logos everywhere)
(Another party, drank too much—she knows it's time to leave, to care)
(Where can she go to find some peace inside?)
(She chalks it all up to luck, nowhere to hide)
(Isn't it just meet, then know, then say goodbye?)
(Before the leaf hits the ground, she's already seen the sky)
(Leah Dou:)
(Beijing winters cut deep)
(The wind's got a bite)
(So many doors in this room)
(Can't hold a heart inside)
(The streetlights laugh, they see)
(Asking where she wants to go)
(Look at the leaves blowing free)
(Telling her, "Don't be scared, just flow")
(VaVa:)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
(Wherever the wind may take me, wherever the wind may take me)
🔤 LRC翻译歌词
[00:24.22](Leah Dou:)
[00:25.11](Beijing winters cut deep)
[00:26.75](The wind's got a bite)
[00:28.60](So many doors in this room)
[00:29.98](Can't hold a heart inside)
[00:31.61](The streetlights laugh, they see)
[00:33.26](Asking where she wants to go)
[00:34.79](Look at the leaves blowing free)
[00:36.42](Telling her, "Don't be scared, just flow")
[00:37.73](VaVa:)
[00:38.11](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[00:41.21](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[00:44.42](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[00:47.62](Wherever the wind may take me, wherever the wind may take me)
[00:50.95](They called her Little Leaf when she was small)
[00:52.61](Writing lyrics in her diary, standing tall)
[00:54.18](Her grandma would braid her hair so neat)
[00:56.28](She dreamed of being on screen, a star to meet)
[00:57.44](Left home at 15, so young and brave)
[00:58.84](Left the soil where she grew, the life she gave)
[01:00.69](On the road, just to survive each day)
[01:02.25](She sang in bars, found her own way)
[01:03.83](She's been to so many places, far and wide)
[01:06.24](Plane, bus, hard sleeper—no place to hide)
[01:12.54](Heavy makeup drowning the girl she'd been)
[01:14.29](Living day and night, easy to lose your way)
[01:16.63](Walking this path alone, no words to say)
[01:19.01](Sometimes she can't tell what's real, what's a dream)
[01:21.75] ((Pull yourself out, it's not what it seems))
[01:22.97](Rolling down the window, she smells the air)
[01:24.10](Osmanthus, like home, floating everywhere)
[01:26.50](Mom calls on the phone: "Baby, don't be tough")
[01:30.79](But she's got no illusions, no sweet fantasy)
[01:32.40](Kevin or Jason, their words are just poetry)
[01:35.47](In her dictionary, no such word as "stay")
[01:37.36](She wants to see more beauty along the way)
[01:38.89](Only the wind knows her tears, no one sees Because falling leaves don't ask for sympathy)
[01:43.57](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[01:46.87](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[01:49.64](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[01:52.68](Wherever the wind may take me, wherever the wind may take me)
[02:09.51](Her one constant habit—still loves Coca-Cola)
[02:12.96](Friends come and go, like waves that roll on)
[02:15.98](She grabs every handhold, lets no dream fade)
[02:18.63](Till the day she signed her first contract, the grade she made)
[02:22.61](That day, she didn't even read it, just signed her name)
[02:28.43](Ten years flew by, the wind her messenger, untamed)
[02:31.69](First big check? Straight to SKP, a Rollie she claimed—then walked in fame)
[02:35.89](No more subways, a driver waits downstairs)
[02:39.84](Small talk in high society, playing millionaires)
[02:41.55](Her face on magazine covers, logos everywhere)
[02:43.83](Another party, drank too much—she knows it's time to leave, to care)
[02:47.06](Where can she go to find some peace inside?)
[02:48.83](She chalks it all up to luck, nowhere to hide)
[02:53.36](Isn't it just meet, then know, then say goodbye?)
[02:57.05](Before the leaf hits the ground, she's already seen the sky)
[03:13.09](Leah Dou:)
[03:13.43](Beijing winters cut deep)
[03:14.96](The wind's got a bite)
[03:16.61](So many doors in this room)
[03:18.34](Can't hold a heart inside)
[03:19.72](The streetlights laugh, they see)
[03:21.52](Asking where she wants to go)
[03:22.80](Look at the leaves blowing free)
[03:24.53](Telling her, "Don't be scared, just flow")
[03:26.24](VaVa:)
[03:26.52](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[03:29.18](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[03:32.42](Drift on, drift on, drift on, wherever the wind may take me)
[03:35.59](Wherever the wind may take me, wherever the wind may take me)
Krewella:
Yeah a lady down in saki
Yellow kitty eating Pocky
Boss shit, hella cocky, that's whats up
I'm in Cali making noise
Off-hotel with the boys
...
Some time ago, some time had gone
One came back crying, one cold dawn
I told a lie, she made a truth
It's not a crime it's just what we do
All the tim...
Tell me lady who you are
I like your hair but show me your scars
Is it beer you like to drink or whiskey
Do you come from hollywood
Or is it me who m...