I'm too busy this weekend, I don't have time to sit down and update the text completely, and I will try to release the text tomorrow, Chapter 49 of the third season of "Different History", thank you for looking forward to and keeping the text!

Let's listen to a good song tonight, this song is relatively rare in China, you can search for it according to the name "WeDon'tEat" on Youku, but it is not the singer's officialtrial, but the theatrical version of the singer's own singing voice in an American drama DIY clip, but the effect is also good, if you are interested in English songs, you might as well listen to it, it has a different taste.

Blessed are the clams who can be on Youtube, search for this song by the singer name "JAMESVINCENTMCMORROW" or the song title "WEDON'TEAT".

The Chinese lyrics are translated by me, not read word by word, most of them follow the paraphrase and my own understanding, I personally think that the overall mood and depth of this song are very suitable for "Xuankun Strange History", and can even be interpreted as the English version of the theme song of the whole story. At the same time, the words and phrases of this English song are relatively obscure, and the Western cultural characteristics are also strong, so everyone focuses on appreciating the melody, which is really amazing!

I like this song very much, and I hope everyone will come and listen to it~~ Youku, Youku has it.

Song: WeDon'tEat (Quiet Dinner Table)

Performer (Singer): JAMESVINCENTMCMORROW

If this is a forgiveness, why should I bother?

There's nothing tomention, andnothinghaschanged, nothing worth mentioning, and nothing to change

Still I'dratherbeworkingforsomething,thanprayingfortherainI would rather do my best than pray to God and worship Buddha

SoIwanderon, untilsomeoneelseissaved, so always go forward until others can be saved

Imovedtothecoast, underamountainI moved to the seaside, right at the foot of that mountain

Swamintheocean, sleptonmyownI swim in the deep sea, sleeping alone every night

AtdawnIwouldwatchthesuncutribbonsthroughthebay at dawn as the shore cuts the rays of the early sun into strips of colour

I'drememberallthethingsmymotherwroteAt this moment, I remembered everything my mother had written

Thatwedon't have a meal until your father is seated at the table

Wedon'tdrinkuntilthedevil'sturnedtodustWe don't covet a cup until all the evil in the world is gone

NeveroncehasanymanI'vemetbeenabletoloveBefore him, I had never met a man who knew how to love

SoifIwereyou, I'dhavealittletrust so if I were you, I would give fate a little more faith"

Twothousandyears, I'vebeeninthatwaterTwo thousand years later, I still live in that ocean

Twothousandyears, sunklikeastone two thousand years, I fell like mud

Desperatelyreachingfornets I looked up and reached out desperately to the barbed nets

Thatthefishermenhavethrown wanted to catch the fishermen throwing out the salvation

Tryingtofind, alittlebitofhope I'm desperately looking for, that meager hope

Me, Iwasholdingallofmysecretssoftandhid I, have long hidden all the secrets, soft and deep

Pageswerefolded, thentherewasnothingatall, let the title pages of fate cascade deep and lock until everything turns to dust

SoifinthefutureImightneedmyselfasavior So in the future, I need someone to save myself

I'llrememberwhatwaswrittenonthatwallI will remember those words written on the wall of sighs:

Thatwedon'teatuntilyourfather'satthetable" until your father appears at the table, and we don't move

Wedon'tdrinkuntilthedevil'sturnedtodust until the evil of the world turns into earth, we will not be greedy

NeveroncehasanymanI'vemetbeenabletoloveBefore him, I had never met a man who knew how to love

SoifIwereyou, I'dhavealittletrustSo if I were you, I would have more faith in life. ”

AmIanhonestmanandtrue?Am I an upright, honest man?

Have Ibeengoodtoyouatall?

Oh my God, these games, really tired me

We'djustberunningdown, but we still have to get to the end of the road

Thesameoldlines, thesameoldstoriesof clichés, clichés

Breathlesstrainsand, worndownglories suffocating trains and, mottled faded flowers

Housesburning, worldsthatturnontheirown, the world cannibalism

Sowedon'teatuntilyourfather'satthetable"So, until your father returns, we don't eat

Wedon'tdrinkuntilthedevil'sturnedtodust until all evil in the world is destroyed, and we are not greedy for cups

NeveroncehasanymanI'vemetbeenabletoloveBefore your father, I have never met a man who knows how to love"

SoifIwereyoumyfriend,I'dlearntohavejustalittlebitoftrust,So, my dear friend, if I were you, I would have more faith in life.