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Hear that lonesome whippoorwill? tīng jiàn gū dān yè yīng de āi míng le ma? |
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He sounds too blue to fly. tā tīng shǎng qù rú cǐ yōu shāng ér bù néng áo xiáng |
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The midnight train is whining low wǔ yè liè chē shēng shēng dī míng, |
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I' m so lonesome I could cry. wǒ rú cǐ jì mò wǒ kū le. |
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Did you ever see a Robin weep, dāng lǜ yè kāi shǐ kū sǐ, |
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When leaves begin to die? nǐ kàn jiàn zhī gēng niǎo kū qì le ma? |
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That means he' s lost his will to live. nà shi tā shī qù le huó xià qù de xī wàng. |
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I' m so lonesome I could cry. wǒ rú cǐ jì mò wǒ kū le. |
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The silence of a falling star, liú xīng jìng jìng de huá guò, |
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Lights up a purple sky. tiān kōng diǎn liàng chéng le zǐ sè. |
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And as I wonder where you are, dāng wǒ bù zhī dào nǐ zài hé chǔ, |
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I' m so lonesome I could cry. wǒ rú cǐ jì mò wǒ kū le. |
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I' m so lonesome I could cry. wǒ rú cǐ jì mò wǒ kū le. |