Jay Chou Hair Like Snow

The moon like a wolf s fang She is languished I raise my cup Drinking all the wind and snow Who overthrew the previous life cabinet Provoking dust and gossip The word formula of fate Reincarnating a few times You frown Crying that your young beauty cannot be called back Even if the annals of history have already become ash My love won t be extinguished Flourishing like three thousand waters flowing east I only take one ladle of love to understand Only loving the butterfly you incarnated into Your hair is