Original song "Station"

The original song "Station" was sung by Zhang Xiuqing.

The Station is a song composed and written by Lin Chuili and sung by Taiwan Province Zhang Xiuqing. Zhang Xiuqing won the 1993 Golden Melody Award for Best Female Singer for this song. The songs are available in Mandarin and Minnan, and Zhang Xiuqing won the 1993 Golden Melody Award for Best Female Singer as the original singer.

What makes people cry is that it is properly interpreted, which shows that many people are facing such a situation now, and many people are forced by life. We don't know who the lyrics are about, but this song made many people cry. Many people shed tears because of the story behind the lyrics of this song, and some people like this story because of their own situation. Like inseparable, the lyrics are written in the form of prose poems, showing the characteristics of scattered but not scattered.

Station lyrics

Couples embrace outside the window.

Still reluctant to leave.

The whistle suddenly sounded.

The girl's eyes are full of anxiety.

It began to rain before I knew it.

On the platform at dusk

She finally got on the train.

But I kept looking out the window.

As the train slowly passed the blue stop sign.

I saw her sad face.

So pale

As the rain hit the window, her tears ran down.

I quickly turned my head and looked away.

I don't know whether it is sweet sadness or helplessness.

It was getting dark

People began to wait

I remember many years ago.

Such as today's picture.

Thought goodbye was goodbye.

I don't know if I will never pay it back.

Where does the train go?

I'm a little flustered.

It was quiet in the carriage at night.

The girl has fallen asleep.

Love-hate parting when the train sped to the next stop.

I seem to see that the season outside the window has changed.

At this moment, I forgot where I was going at night.

I don't know how many more parties I have.

Just like this train can't stop at will.

It's not just the world outside the window that rushes by.

Love-hate parting when the train sped to the next stop.

I seem to see that the season outside the window has changed.

At this moment, I forgot where I was going at night.

I don't know how many more parties I have.

Just like this train can't stop at will.

It's not just the world outside the window that you miss in a hurry.

La La La

La La La

See you again.