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Choose in the audio playlist, or play on a song page; continue through this topic.- 01Atlantic MoonA lighthouse, an old harbor and a letter in a sailor’s coat set longing adrift. English lyrics bring fado-inspired saudade into a Bollywood duet, with guitars answering the tide and a love still finding its way home.Full recording & story ↗
- 02Had We But World EnoughBeginning with Andrew Marvell’s question of time, river and garden become a singable meeting place. A Bollywood duet, Celtic folk colors and warm strings turn the call to love now into tenderness rather than haste.Full recording & story ↗
- 03The Old Station by the GangesDusk stretches the shadows of an old station, and unfinished words turn into a flute melody. Mary’s warm lower register meets sitar, sarangi and a gentle tabla pulse, carrying a Mandarin love song toward the Ganges at evening.Full recording & story ↗
- 04Ne Ferme Pas Le Matin · MaryBefore the rain clears, coffee still warms yesterday’s letter. Mary moves between French and Mandarin, letting an unhurried goodbye linger among accordion, piano and cello.Full recording & story ↗
- 05Plum Blossom and Lantern Night · 02ELi Qingzhao’s divided longing meets Xin Qiji’s backward glance beyond the lantern crowds. A Bollywood-inspired duet carries the two Song-dynasty poems through sitar, flute and sweeping strings.Full recording & story ↗
- 06Red Beans of Longing · MaryEach red bean becomes a small ember holding an unspoken name. This English folk ballad grows from Red Chamber imagery, with Mary’s grounded warmth, acoustic guitar and cello carrying a lifetime of longing.Full recording & story ↗
- 07Vain Longing · LingwanA moon in water and a flower in a mirror become an English encounter that cannot be held. Lingwan’s delicate voice meets piano, guzheng and xiao as Red Chamber sorrow passes through the seasons in a new melody.Full recording & story ↗
- 08Under the Nanzhao Moon · BajiaoWind from Erhai brushes white walls and gray roofs as bracelets ring and the old town lights awaken. Bajiao brings southwestern folk warmth and soft Bollywood colors to a swaying moonlit memory.Full recording & story ↗
- 09Embroidered River · LingwanA stitch of moonlight and a thread of Jiangnan: a name is embroidered into the river. Guzheng, erhu and bamboo flute cradle Lingwan’s graceful ornaments, choosing lasting tenderness over vocal spectacle.Full recording & story ↗
- 10Flower Spirit in Wu Chinese · New ArrangementFlowered eaves, willow banks and rain-dark lanes unfold through Wu Chinese. A gentle female voice and fingerpicked guitar turn the closeness of the dialect into a dream scented with Jiangnan rain.Full recording & story ↗
- 11Shui Gu Niang · Male VocalsRainforest paths, the edge of the sea and quiet moonlight gather in a call to Shui Gu Niang. This male-vocal version lets warm acoustic guitar and unhurried singing carry affection like flowing water.Full recording & story ↗
- 12Shui Gu Niang · Female Vocal RemixThe longing for Shui Gu Niang returns through a female voice. Rainforest and moonlight remain, but this separately preserved remix offers another way to hear the familiar words alongside the male-vocal edition.Full recording & story ↗
- 13An Invitation to the Moon · Version 2A cup of wine and an invitation to the moon turn parting into a long journey. A male voice over acoustic guitar sings across distant mountains, holding moonlight as an answer to enduring love.Full recording & story ↗
- 14After the Storm · BajiaoRain scatters old dreams, but a voice finds its footing before dawn. Bajiao brings a folk-ballad warmth to a slow rock anthem, with acoustic guitar, flute and electric guitars lifting the refrain: I am still singing. The scars remain, and so does the road toward light.Full recording & story ↗
- 15Plantain Rain in the Old LaneA paper umbrella holds a backward glance in a rain-dark lane. Pipa, acoustic guitar and soft flute cradle a clear female voice as each drop falls into waiting. The melody stays close to a goodbye that cannot quite be spoken.Full recording & story ↗
- 16Moonlight on the GangesA riverside far from home, an old station and a whispered goodnight turn wandering toward someone beloved. Sitar, tabla and bansuri lend Bollywood warmth to a Mandarin love song. Moonlight does not hurry the journey; it lights the waiting.Full recording & story ↗
- 17No One Leaves the Fire Alone · ROUGH-04A drink raised on an old street corner becomes a toast to getting up and going on. A weathered voice, piano, organ and answering choir give everyday courage a warm, unhurried shape. These Mandarin lyrics do not erase old wounds; they let them become a small light for tomorrow.Full recording & story ↗
- 18Ne Rentre Pas Trop Tard · JAZZ-03Coffee, a turning record and a taxi in the street hold the shape of someone missing. Accordion, muted trumpet and an intimate lower female voice turn “don’t come home too late” into a lamp left burning. This French jazz chanson asks for no promise—only a little room for a return.Full recording & story ↗
- 19Rain at Two in the Morning · JAZZ-01Cold coffee, a coat on the sofa and headlights turning a corner begin to speak at two in the morning. A close female voice sways with piano and upright bass; muted trumpet leaves room for unfinished words. Some goodbyes are so quiet that only a later rainy night makes them audible.Full recording & story ↗
- 20A Breeze from West Lake · SUHANG-05A lakeside path, willow shadows and half an open paper umbrella make room for an affection neither walker quite says aloud. A bright female voice meets fingerpicked guitar, pipa and dizi in the evening light of West Lake. There is no hurry: the breeze can do the talking.Full recording & story ↗
- 21Ce n’est pas seulement t’aimer · More Than Loving YouFreckles, a smile and the endearing way someone gets a fact wrong become the details of a love letter. French vocals unfold over nylon-string guitar, guzheng and warm strings. Its repeated declaration finds love not only in grand moments, but in wanting to make someone smile for years to come.Full recording & story ↗
- 22The Unclaimed BicycleThe third bicycle outside the station is still locked in place. Two seasons of rain have gathered in its basket; even the sweepers leave it room. A clear soprano, fingerpicked guitar, mandolin and dobro turn an abandoned object into a patient act of waiting. When the wind touches its bell, someone seems to answer.Full recording & story ↗
- 23The Loess Hills Hold My HomeAn old hoe against the cave-house wall, flatbread by the stove and peppers drying at the gate make home tangible. An earthy female alto meets banhu, sanxian and acoustic guitar in a grounded six-beat pulse. However far the traveller goes, the loess hills still hold the person who longs to return.Full recording & story ↗
- 24The Empty ShoreA departing boat, a mother who waits through forty winters and a lamp turned toward the shore. Mandarin storytelling unfolds through the free breath of Irish sean-nós-inspired singing: ornamented long notes, plain pauses and an almost unaccompanied voice. Waiting needs no recurring chorus; it asks for one breath held to the end.Full recording & story ↗
- 25The Rain on the Tiles Has StoppedAfter the rain stops, the eaves still drip. The bridge and willow remain; the person expected on the bridge does not. Long erhu lines, soft bamboo-flute replies and sparse pipa figures surround an intimate female alto. A broken umbrella behind the door keeps a memory that outlasts the weather.Full recording & story ↗
- 26The Wind Comes from the NorthThe grassland left behind at sixteen still has the same wind years later. A horse by the river, a tent in its old place and different faces around the fire make returning both familiar and strange. Morin khuur carries a broad melody as dulcimer, strings and drums gather around it. The grass bends and rises again, like words the journey cannot scatter.Full recording & story ↗
- 27This River Has Never ChangedRain-soaked mud on a stone lane, hot water added to cold tea and white magnolias sold at the alley entrance: thirty years of waiting live in small routines rather than grand declarations. Guzheng and erhu open the song; bamboo flute answers the clear lead voice. “Come back” returns again and again to the bank of an unchanged river.Full recording & story ↗
- 28Somebody Else Is UpA few windows are still lit. The bakery starts before dawn; the night bus keeps making its round. Strangers remain awake in separate rooms, yet the refrain offers quiet company: you are not doing this alone. Fingerpicked guitar, upright bass, organ and brushed drums hold a male–female duet, turning the sleepless city into a warm, unforced harmony.Full recording & story ↗
- 29Below the BridgeOne river rushes down from the hills; another crosses the plain slowly, carrying its sediment and stories. Below the bridge they meet, their colors and names becoming inseparable on the way to the sea. Female and male voices trade their origins before joining in the chorus. Bansuri, sitar and tabla weave through warm strings, giving the meeting both tenderness and breadth.Full recording & story ↗
- 30The Ladder Is Her OwnShe turns eighty-one in April and still takes her own ladder out to wash the windows, slowly. Someone once offered to do the top; after he left, she did it all again. This compact, complete ballad locates dignity in an ordinary task she has never put down. Fingerpicked nylon guitar and sparse cello leave room for a steady, gently worn female voice.Full recording & story ↗
- 31More Than Loving You · Mandarin editionFreckles, the corners of a smile, the endearing way someone gets a serious sentence wrong: this Mandarin love song gathers affection from everyday details rather than distant vows. A bright, finely ornamented female folk voice rests on nylon guitar, guzheng, warm strings and brushed drums. The refrain keeps its simple promise: liking you, again and again, as we grow old.Full recording & story ↗
- 32Anna Maria, Don’t Cry · Morna“Your happiness is my happiness.” The simple promise of staying beside someone finds an ocean-soft tenderness in a slow Cape Verdean morna sway. Cavaquinho, two nylon guitars and walking acoustic bass make room for sighing violin and answering clarinet. A tender female alto with a grainy low register turns consolation into a harbor where the listener can linger.Full recording & story ↗
- 33Summer GoldSummer fades and petals fall, yet a small light in the heart can outlast the season. Summer Gold turns the comparison between a beloved and a summer day into fresh, singable English. Piano resonance and solo cello surround a warm light-classical female voice. Unhurried phrasing lets the words breathe, as every song finds its way back to the person who gave it light.Full recording & story ↗
- 34The Stars Are Close Tonight · Hawaiian slack-key editionThe magpie bridge of Qixi arrives in a seaside night. Open-tuned slack-key guitar, soft ukulele and answering lap steel bring the stars close, giving a long-awaited meeting an easy, unhurried sway. A warm Mandarin lead voice rises gently into falsetto at the chorus, joined by close harmony. Even the longest road can become shorter through longing.Full recording & story ↗
- 35After the Storm · Celtic folk editionThe storm has passed, but dawn has not yet arrived. A voice keeps singing loss into sunlight and a broken heart toward its own glow. Celtic harp, low whistle and fingerpicked guitar surround a clear female lead; fiddle and warm strings gradually open the clouds. An unhurried six-beat sway offers companionship rather than a hurried command to recover.Full recording & story ↗
- 36Autumn Wind, Don’t Grieve for Me · Rock balladWind at a familiar street corner carries promises that could not be kept. Clean guitar begins with restrained recollection; distorted twin guitars, live drums and strings gradually lift a high tenor into a broad rock climax. The complete six-minute unfolding leaves room for devotion, trembling and silence—and for the realization that letting go can also be tenderness.Full recording & story ↗
- 37Eternal Summer · Lute-and-harp editionWind can strip the flowers of May, and summer has its brief lease; the beloved in a poem can remain bright through each new singing. Lute, Celtic harp, warm strings and soft piano give the opening question—how to compare you to summer—a spacious evening setting. Mandarin verses unfold in a solo voice, with brief English closing lines answering across languages.Full recording & story ↗
- 38Moon Road of Tea and Horses · Celtic folk editionHorse bells fall into moonlight, and tea fragrance travels along a mountain road. A traveller passes an old post station to hear a voice brighten the night beside a village. Harp, low whistle and fingerpicked guitar surround a clear female lead, while soft fiddle and strings leave room to breathe. A gentle six-beat sway lets longing linger like tea and gives the journey home its own time.Full recording & story ↗
- 39Under the Nanzhao Moon · Southwestern theatre editionWind from Erhai brushes white walls and gray roofs. Old-town lamps awaken, a silver bracelet rings, and a distant place begins to feel like home. Sighing erhu, light pipa, guzheng and bamboo flute support a clear female voice, bringing southwestern folk colors into contact with Chinese-opera ornament. Unhurried phrase endings, an interlude and a lingering outro keep a backward glance and a stone street alive in song.Full recording & story ↗
- 40The White Sail Goes On · Celtic folk editionA white sail passes through dusk without looking back, but the harbor steps remember two people’s silence. “Don’t see me off” leaves farewell between a coat sleeve and the sea breeze; years later, streetlights still recall that final turn. A clear female voice unfolds over harp, whistle and fingerpicked guitar, with fiddle and warm strings holding the words left unsaid. The sail moves away; the song remains.Full recording & story ↗
- 41The White-Clad Angel Stands in the LightBefore the hospital corridor brightens, she opens the first window. Set in Beijing in the 1990s, the song finds its white-clad figure in everyday care: remembering names, restoring calm and staying beside people at the edge of pain. Harp, low whistle, fingerpicked guitar and soft fiddle surround a clear female voice; a gentle six-beat sway gives responsibility and compassion a lasting warmth.Full recording & story ↗
- 42Moonlight on the Lake · Theatre edition IRipples break the moon into memories, while a pavilion waits for someone carrying an umbrella. A stone bridge, willow branches and a remembered night unfold through the open spaces of erhu, pipa and guzheng. A clear female voice brings classical ornament and unhurried phrase endings. Two distinct recordings share these lyrics in the gold album; this first edition gives the lake its own breath.Full recording & story ↗
- 43Moonlight on the Lake · Theatre edition IIAcross thousands of miles, the moon brings you back here. This second, distinct recording of the lakeside love song entrusts longing to moonlight, wind and a name written on water. Sighing erhu, light pipa and rippling guzheng accompany a female voice with classical colors. It remains beside edition I, inviting consecutive listening or a single-song loop—a familiar lyric finding life in another singing.Full recording & story ↗
- 44Summer Gold · Duet editionSummer fades and petals fall, yet a beloved light returns with every song. Beginning with the summer-day question of Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18, this English love song gathers Renaissance lute colors, Celtic harp, soft piano and warm strings around two voices. It remains beside the other Summer Gold recording: a shared summer image, another complete singing to return to.Full recording & story ↗
- 45If You Remember, SmileMemory need not leave only sorrow; it can be morning light that gently returns someone to life. Drawing on the spirit of Christina Rossetti’s Remember, this farewell does not ask a loved one to remain in the past. Harp, soft piano, warm strings and a gentle choir texture hold two voices, making “if you remember, smile” a phrase to carry forward.Full recording & story ↗
- 46Songs of Innocence and NightA lamb in morning light and a tiger burning through a forest night gaze toward one another in a single song. Lines from William Blake’s The Lamb and The Tyger meet newly written refrains, carrying innocence, fear and the question of creation through a complete musical journey. Harp, fiddle, warm strings and soft choir textures bring Nordic and Celtic colors to two voices; tenderness answers flame, leaving wonder rather than a final answer.Full recording & story ↗
- 47Fireflies · Adaptation IFireflies, a lotus pond and pale moonlight turn longing into a quiet waterscape. A clear, slightly breathy female voice follows acoustic-guitar arpeggios, with piano and strings answering softly. Across the seasons, the singer keeps a first hope alive for the same returning gaze—a brief, complete ballad to hear again on the road home.Full recording & story ↗
- 48Last Rose in the GardenSummer retreats, leaving one rose in the garden, yet its fragrance keeps a light for old friends. Drawing on Thomas Moore’s The Last Rose of Summer, this English song turns solitude toward companionship through new refrains. Celtic harp, fiddle, tin whistle and warm strings surround two voices, leaving a garden where no heart need bloom alone.Full recording & story ↗
- 49April FragmentsA cup of rain, a faceless city clock and names fading on a station wall become April fragments. Modernist-poetry colors settle into a singable melody: soft piano, muted strings and gentle clarinet gather scattered memories around two voices. The song does not hurry to mend every crack; a warm voice simply crosses the city night toward dawn.Full recording & story ↗
- 50Palm Wine Moon · IThe market closes, but lanterns still shine. Bright highlife guitar, warm bass and soft percussion meet a Bollywood-inflected duet, giving the road home a gentle dancing pulse. Palm wine, red dust and firefly skies become intimate memories: every little rhythm turns back to you.Full recording & story ↗
- 51Palm Wine Moon · IIThe same moonlit courtyard opens into another independent performance. Highlife guitar and restrained polyrhythms stay close to the love song, leaving room for voices and melody to breathe. Beyond the night scenery lies a quiet promise: however many people sing in the town, one familiar face can still be found beneath the firefly skies.Full recording & story ↗
- 52When You Are Old · Fireside Poetry DuetFirelight, an old book and stars overhead bring W. B. Yeats’s When You Are Old into a quiet evening. Celtic harp, soft piano, warm strings and low whistle surround a duet, weaving the poem through a new Pilgrim Soul refrain. Beauty changes with time; the song remembers the sorrows of a changing face, and the soul travelling through a lifetime.Full recording & story ↗
- 53Low Voice 2 · Cover EditionAn empty street, a coat sleeve and an unspoken goodbye bring regret close. Acoustic-guitar arpeggios and piano answer an intimate male voice, letting each refrain rise gently without turning farewell into a demand. After memories and changing seasons, the song leaves a thank-you for a love that once moved the heart.Full recording & story ↗
- 54The World Is Too Much · Gold EditionWordsworth’s lament over worldly noise turns toward waves, moonlight and a listening soul. New English lyrics make a morning not for sale and a quieter music into returning refrains. Celtic harp, soft tabla, bansuri and warm strings surround a duet: the world may be crowded, but sea wind still leaves the heart a path.Full recording & story ↗
- 55A White Sail Passes through Dusk · Mary Gold EditionThe sail does not look back, but the harbor steps remember two people’s silence. Mary’s warm lower register meets tin whistle, fiddle, cello and acoustic guitar, setting farewell in a misty harbor at dusk. A spacious introduction and interlude let the sea breeze pass slowly. Years later, streetlights still recall a tender turning-away: the sail has gone, but the song remains.Full recording & story ↗
- 56The Little Shop by the River · Gold EditionThe shopkeeper has changed, but the wind chime has not: one soft ring brings youthful wishes back. Sitar, tabla and bansuri open a slow river beneath a duet, whose voices answer through old windows, sweet soup and a cup of tea not yet cold. Love cannot always sail home, but a shore can keep its memory. Spacious instrumental passages lead toward a lamp that stays lit until dawn.Full recording & story ↗
- 57My Lost Love · Lingwan Gold EditionLu Xun’s “My Lost Love” exchanges increasingly unlikely gifts: a butterfly scarf for an owl, paired swallows for candied hawthorn, a watch chain for medicine. Lingwan’s delicate voice keeps the satire light rather than turning it into a skit. Guitar, pipa and brief erhu phrases carry each puzzled question from mountain to market to riverside. The bright melody lets bewilderment be funny, with an ache beneath the laughter.Full recording & story ↗
- 58Olympic Night of Nations · Lingwan Gold EditionOne flame, many voices: Lingwan joins Esperanto, English, Mandarin and Spanish in a gentle song of nations. Piano, soft strings, flute and restrained ceremonial drums make an opening night feel both spacious and close. Before medals, the lyrics see the people behind the flags: travelers, different mother tongues and hearts willing to listen beneath one sky. A childlike chorus gently lifts the final hope.Full recording & story ↗
- 59Vain Longing · Lingwan Gold EditionA flower from an immortal garden and jade in the mortal world meet in English song. A moon in water and a flower in a mirror cannot hold a love destined to dissolve. Lingwan’s delicate voice joins piano, guzheng, xiao and soft strings, carrying sighs at an autumn window and tears through the seasons. The refrain asks how much sorrow one heart can bear. The lamp remembers, the curtain listens, and the Red Chamber keeps singing.Full recording & story ↗
- 60Lantern Search · Lingwan Gold EditionThe east wind opens trees of light and stars fall like rain: Xin Qiji’s Lantern Festival moves from splendor toward a quiet turn. Lingwan sings the original Chinese ci, then answers in English through lanterns, passing faces and a search. “Suddenly I knew” meets the Chinese refrain in one melody. Piano, guzheng, xiao and soft strings let the crowds recede. The person sought waits not in the loudest brightness, but at the fading edge of the lights.Full recording & story ↗
- 61Moon over the Mountain Road · Long Gold EditionThe moon crosses a mountain road, silver ornaments ring, and a bamboo house keeps a traveler’s longing close to home. Hulusi, bansuri, sitar and gentle tabla meet an ornamented female voice, bringing the moonlight of the Lancang and the Ganges into the same song. More than six unhurried minutes give flute and strings room to linger: part southern homeland, part memory, with love singing beyond the mountains.Full recording & story ↗
- 62Farewell at the Long Pavilion · Lingwan Gold EditionBlue clouds, yellow flowers, a west wind and southbound geese carry the farewell of The Romance of the Western Chamber toward the long pavilion. Lingwan’s delicate voice turns between spoken recitative and song; qudi flute, pipa, guqin and light clappers hold the long melodic tails. The carriage moves on, while longing tries to catch the sinking sun in the trees. A brief song makes parting linger.Full recording & story ↗
- 63The Wolf Really Came (live)“It is only a rumor” and “it will never happen” meet a blunt reply: look again. Distorted guitars, heavy drums and three-part voices pull screens, office towers, code and driverless wheels into one rock soundscape. The refrain is short and forceful: the future kicks the door in, without knocking or waiting. A lowered bridge opens into rising final chants. This is @liwei’s Mandarin rock response to technological upheaval, answering its English companion.Full recording & story ↗
- 64AGI Kicked the Door In. (live)“It is just a phase” meets a future already inside the room. A forceful lead and male–female harmonies build through heavy guitars and drums, from words arriving on screens to cracks in white-collar glass. The quieter bridge turns the mirror toward us: neither monster nor savior, but human power amplified. Repeated final chants carry the force of The Wolf Really Came into English—two flagship songs, two ways of facing the same upheaval.Full recording & story ↗
- 65Fireflies Keep You Company · Lingwan Gold EditionFireflies, a lotus pond and an open window make a summer night feel clear and gentle. Lingwan moves with acoustic guitar, piano and glockenspiel, while soft strings add a little moonlight to each ending. The seasons pass through the water, but longing still waits for an answer. Rather than a dramatic leap, the song offers a small melodic light for the road home.Full recording & story ↗
- 66The Old Cinema’s Last Screening · Lin JuyiThe lovers finally united on screen illuminate a departure outside it. Lin Juyi’s distinctive low mezzo voice turns Cantonese words for staying, leaving and rewinding into a night reluctant to end. Piano, cello, muted trumpet and a faint projector texture give the old cinema its own breath. The ticket remains in a pocket as the credits rise; an unspoken name still longs to light the room.Full recording & story ↗
- 67The Alley Lamp Still Burns · Male SlowRain brightens a stone alley; an umbrella, white walls, a wooden doorway and an old radio make a small town audible at night. Male Slow’s warm bass voice does not hurry after the passing figure. It lets a simple wish linger: if the lane were long enough, walk together until morning. When the rain stops, moonlight climbs the wall and lanterns come on, one by one. One light remains for a backward glance.Full recording & story ↗
- 68Eternal Summer · Duet Gold Edition“Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?” enters a tender duet through Chinese verse and a brief English response. Renaissance lute, Celtic harp, piano and warm strings bring May flowers, a fleeting season and lasting love into the same evening. The closing answer makes the poem’s promise singable: a life carried onward by words and memory. This distinct recording takes its place beside the other Eternal Summer editions.Full recording & story ↗
- 69Go Ahead, I’ll Turn Out the LightChairs are stacked on tables; cups leave rings, and two places still hold the shape of an evening. “Go ahead, I’ll turn out the light” is not a grand farewell, but a quiet offer to look after what remains. A close, low voice sways in six-eight time among sparse piano, low strings and brushed drums. When the accompaniment falls away and the door closes, the person who stayed can finally go home too.Full recording & story ↗
- 70One Flower on My Math TestA test marked fifty-eight carries a small surprise among the red corrections: a casually drawn flower, not another rebuke. Four petals and a short stem tell a child that someone has noticed them. A gentle duet, with soft South Asian melodic turns, carries the story from a school desk to a parents’ meeting years later. The grades never become a miracle; the kindness becomes something more durable.Full recording & story ↗
- 71Born for YouA name is written across a heart; mornings, breath and prayers gather around one love. Born for You places Chinese love lyrics inside a South Asian romantic duet, where supple melodic turns meet a bright rhythmic pulse. Its center is not a grand declaration but the simple discovery of a home in another person’s heart. Desire and belonging return together each time the refrain comes around.Full recording & story ↗
- 72The Angel in WhiteBefore the corridor is lit, she has already opened its first window. Set in Beijing in the 1990s, the song follows a caregiver who remembers the names in each room, restores calm in moments of fear and stays awake through the night. Warm solo piano grows into a gospel-pop choir, with strings and layered voices lifting duty and compassion. The miracle is not something that falls from the sky: it is someone who keeps showing up.Full recording & story ↗
- 73After We Parted · Female Gold EditionThe last subway, a screen that lights up and goes dark, a journey never taken: everyday fragments become an unsent letter after a separation. “I won’t disturb your new life” grows quieter, without pretending that memory has disappeared. A soft female voice meets clean guitar arpeggios and a thin veil of strings, leaving room for the difficult work of letting go. This distinct female recording makes distance a form of tenderness.Full recording & story ↗
- 74Wind from AfarWind loosens a ribbon; a vast crowd leads two people into the same embrace. Wind from Afar sings a gentle meeting in Chinese, with a close, warm alto resting on a soft tabla pulse and a harmonium drone. The brief refrain does not hurry to explain a lifetime. It returns instead to a future glimpsed in someone’s eyes, letting moonlight, waiting and “don’t go away” linger in delicate Indian folk colors.Full recording & story ↗
- 75The Lamp at the Alley · Extended Edition 2Dusk crosses an old wall, and one amber lamp holds a memory of a shoulder and words never spoken. Stone paving, a weathered house number and fallen blossoms make home a place where someone keeps the light on. This extended edition gives the return more time: after distant journeys and countless windows, the lamp at the old alley still shines differently. “The light is on; I’m still waiting” leaves a homeward path open in the wind.Full recording & story ↗
- 76Golden Coast · Gold Edition 4bA sky too blue, a sea like a dream, waves writing the words left unsaid: the horizon opens, yet the song returns to one person’s eyes and silhouette. Edition 4b brings orchestral breadth to sunrise, rain-washed sand and an afternoon breeze. The world’s vast scenery cannot quite displace a small, persistent memory. However many coastlines lie ahead, one meeting still changes the light on the water.Full recording & story ↗
- 77Golden Coast · Remastered Female EditionThe same coastline takes on a closer, more intimate color. A clear female voice meets acoustic guitar arpeggios and answering dizi phrases, bringing sunrise, sand and a shy glance into focus. This remastered recording holds the wide seascape inside a gentler breath: the tide slows a heartbeat without settling its memory. The final question belongs to the breeze—will new scenery ever replace those eyes? Beside edition 4b, the same longing catches another light.Full recording & story ↗
- 78The Way HomeAs moonlight grows brighter, a bowl of hot soup, a mother’s smile and old photographs return to mind. The Way Home makes family love something small enough to touch: a lamp that stays on wherever life takes us. A soft female voice rests among sparse guitar and warm strings, singing quietly of the storms someone else helped us weather. Years turn like pages, but the way home remains in the breath, welcomed by a familiar scent.Full recording & story ↗
- 79Passing Through 2 · Country Female EditionA small town at dusk, someone lingering by a wooden door, a road pointing north: a brief song holds the quietest stop on a journey. Banjo and acoustic guitar do not hurry the traveler; a low female voice tells the story as if from a porch. “What do we leave in the places we pass?” gathers earth, conversation and an old tune into one question. The scenery moves on, but the song keeps singing inside us.Full recording & story ↗
- 80A Beautiful MeetingA meeting in morning light turns an empty street into a road worth coming home along. From stars in a pair of eyes to hot tea on a rainy day and a familiar tune, this ballad finds love in ordinary details. Its tender center is simple: wherever you are feels like home. Companionship becomes a quiet place within a noisy world, a light that stays close as spring gives way to autumn.Full recording & story ↗
- 81Depths and ShallowsDepths and shallows, closeness and distance: repeating words ripple across the surface of an unsettled heart. Clean electric-guitar arpeggios and soft strings hold a gentle female voice, with no drums to hurry it. Words drift away in the wind and a shadow thins beneath the moon. At time’s landing place, waiting yields only mist; a lamp still keeps watch over a promise left unfinished.Full recording & story ↗
- 82Slow Song · Dizi EditionLi Qingzhao’s searching words emerge slowly between acoustic-guitar chords. A dizi answers a gentle female voice, while brushed drums and bass give the Song-dynasty poem a soft contemporary pulse. Evening wind, familiar geese, yellow flowers and rain on the parasol tree draw dusk toward the window. Grief carries its weight through sustained notes and pauses, leaving the melody hanging like rain that has not quite ended.Full recording & story ↗
- 83Fille de l’eauSea breeze and an ancient forest still hold someone’s voice. Fille de l’eau brings clear rivers, a cuckoo of the southern seas and a skirt brushing past a vine into one French song. A warm female middle register meets acoustic guitar, light strings and accordion. Without raising her voice, the water girl sings across forest, shore and distant hills. Nostalgia becomes an echo rather than a place name.Full recording & story ↗
- 84Together Through CaptivityThe path leads south and the wind of home falls behind, but two voices keep turning toward each other. This very slow duet makes refusing to let go a weighty act of waiting. Alternating verses meet in a shared chorus; low registers carry “I do not regret it; I will not turn back” without shouting. Love and freedom, homecoming and fate question one another inside the close-held melody.Full recording & story ↗
- 85Evening Breeze over the BridgeOars are put away, lamplight sways on the water, and an evening breeze turns a small bridge into a doorway to longing. A delicate Yue-opera-inspired voice meets guzheng and bowed strings, with no drums to hurry the words. Mossy steps, embroidery by lamplight and a willow at the bridge arrive slowly. “If longing were a bridge, I would come every day” lets a thought drift outward and rest beneath the moon.Full recording & story ↗
- 86A Light for YouRather than promising the whole world, this song leaves a little light in a long night. A warm low male voice stays close to the piano, with soft female harmony answering from a distance. Without drums, gratitude and companionship unfold slowly. Walking together through mountains and rivers becomes both a love song and a quiet promise. The ending lets farewell travel on the wind while leaving the loved one courage to go forward.Full recording & story ↗
- 87Moon over Misty WatersThis extended solo does not hurry toward a chorus: each phrase ending becomes somewhere to linger. A delicate Yue-opera-inspired voice unfolds beside sparse bowed strings, pipa and guzheng, without drums or layered vocals. Misty water and moonlight become room for the melody to breathe. One phrase reaches outward, another turns home, bringing theatrical delicacy close to the intimacy of a slow song.Full recording & story ↗
- 88Until Forever“Let me stay beside you one more day” turns forever into loving a little more each day. Acoustic guitar arpeggios and warm bass hold a male-female duet, bringing hymn-like devotion into an intimate folk ballad. Gratitude and forgiveness pass between the alternating voices before they meet in a promise of companionship beneath the stars. A simple wish to stay grows deeper without a loud declaration.Full recording & story ↗
- 89The Paper UmbrellaA paper umbrella, wet stone and lilac stretch a rainy encounter across more than seven minutes. Sung passages from Dai Wangshu’s Rainy Alley open into new verses about the memory that remains after someone has gone. The melody makes room for the poem’s recurring images before the lilac refrain slowly blossoms. Rather than rushing away from sadness, the song stays in the rain and walks a little farther beside an old dream.Full recording & story ↗
- 90Rainy Alley LightsAnother rainy alley, but this time its lamps are warm. Rain brightens a white wall, supper drifts through a wooden doorway, and an old radio brings the past gently back. Plucked strings and a clear voice follow a flowered umbrella at an unhurried pace. When the moon climbs the wall, someone is waiting where she turns to look. This little folk song feels like a lamp left on at the end of the journey home.Full recording & story ↗
- 91La Infanoj DemandasChildren ask why there are walls, and why so many maps divide the same earth. Male Slow’s warm deep voice lets Esperanto questions meet Mandarin replies. Cello, low strings and piano hold a slow peace hymn without shouting or promising an easy dawn. The song protects a small flame, listens to the silence of the old and asks that the dreams of the young remain unbroken: for children, for tomorrow, for a world that can still choose.Full recording & story ↗
- 92In a Small Town by the Silver Sea · RemasteredIn a small town beside a silver sea, a girl dances with the wind. Youth once made every promise shine like gold; later, the tide carried footprints away and taught her how to begin again after heartbreak. Piano, strings and cello lend a cinematic sweep to Esperanto verses about love, time and growing up. The title remains in English, but the sung story is Esperanto: beauty lives not only in the first bright moment, but also in the courage to smile toward a new dream.Full recording & story ↗
- 93Moon over the LakeA ripple breaks the moon into memories. A lakeside pavilion, a stone bridge and willows in the rain still remember two people who once watched the moon together. A graceful Yue-opera solo lets each question linger over the water, accompanied by sparse erhu, gentle pipa and guzheng. A name written in the lake drifts toward someone far away. When the wind finally brings a familiar voice, distance gives way to reunion: the full moon becomes a promise of coming home.Full recording & story ↗
- 94Qixi · The Stars Are CloseTonight the stars are close: the distant Qixi legend returns to an ordinary evening when two people finally meet. After a long journey through the crowd, missed rains find an echo and a window light reaches years of loneliness. This love ballad does not rush to turn romance into a miracle. Its bridge across the Milky Way becomes the patient walk toward another person, and eternity becomes a willingness to share everyday life. Whatever weather tomorrow brings, companionship offers a way home.Full recording & story ↗
- 95Campus in BloomOn welcome day, a newcomer wheels a suitcase into the crowd. The campus begins to feel familiar with a simple offer of help. Laughter in a shared room, a new map beneath the trees and a future that need not be answered at once give this country-pop song its everyday warmth. Youth does not have to become wise immediately: it can hold on to curiosity and keep today close. The world is large, but there is time to walk through it slowly.Full recording & story ↗
- 96Always Remembering MotherLamplight over a mended sleeve and steam from supper on a window are the ordinary things a child once thought would never end. Luggage, distance and a hospital corridor later turn the plea for mother to stay into words that cannot be finished. This slow song moves gently through memory. It does not resolve loss with an easy farewell; it learns to live in a world without her while carrying her words forward. Pain remains, alongside a tenderness that time cannot take away.Full recording & story ↗
- 97Rain on the Plane-Tree Road · LingwanAfter the rain, a plane-tree road shines with water. Ink scents the school gate, and someone beneath a blue umbrella softly calls your name. Lingwan’s delicate voice brings guitar, piano, light strings and flute into an atmosphere of 1980s school memories. A small lamp at the gatehouse, newspapers on the window and an essay called My Dream belong to a time when the future was still a blurred horizon. Years later, rain against a window brings that road back, and youth brightens again in the sound of a name.Full recording & story ↗
- 98Moon over the Old Trade RoadCamel bells, sand and a lamp beneath a city gate set longing along a long road. Colours of oud, santur, ney flute and frame drum open a wider night sky around a Chinese ballad. A spacious introduction and instrumental interlude give the journey time to breathe. The lyric imagines a meeting beyond mountains and rivers, but love is not a loud declaration: it is a quiet flame, and a wish to follow the moonlight back to someone’s side.Full recording & story ↗
- 99The Light of HomeA bowl of warm soup, a mother’s smile and old photographs become lights that remain after leaving home. Piano and bowed strings move slowly and steadily, with occasional low cello tones making room for a restrained lead and distant harmonies. The song does not rush family affection into a grand climax. It holds home within the heart, and finds direction in the people who carried us through difficult weather.Full recording & story ↗
- 100A Tenderness That Does Not IntrudeThe last train is about to leave. A phone lights up and goes dark, while a journey never taken remains between two people. Sparse piano, reversed electric-guitar overtones and a slow bass pulse turn loss into intimate dream pop. A breathy mezzo stops asking for answers without pretending to have let go. It learns, slowly, to keep tenderness without intruding. Hazy harmonies widen the room, but farewell still rests in a message window that no longer answers.Full recording & story ↗
- 101Evening Wind over the Bridge · September Yueju EditionThe boatman puts away his oar, lamplight rocks on the water, and mossy steps and a candlelit window make the night feel gentle. Bowed fiddle, pipa and guzheng surround a solo voice. Yueju-shaped phrase endings leave room for silence and the closeness of a small theatre. This edition does not press longing for an answer: it casts a thought into the water, listens to the moon remember its own youth, and returns to a bridge that still holds the sound of laughter.Full recording & story ↗
- 102Passing Through 2 · The Right-Hand Seat (Rustic Folk Edition)At dusk in a small town, cooking smoke rises and someone by a wooden door points north: the road ends at the home you are looking for. Banjo and restrained acoustic guitar follow a slow sway, giving the idea of passing through the warmth of old wood and a nearby room. Mud beneath the feet, words once spoken and a summer that cannot return all move gently past. What remains is an old song still singing within. This distinct rendition keeps its own place beside the other Passing Through 2 editions.Full recording & story ↗
- 103May Time Move a Little SlowerThe wish to stay one more day is less about stopping time than about hearing each embrace more clearly. A warm low male voice and a clear, breathy female voice take turns drawing close. Single piano notes, reversed guitar harmonics and a low synth bed enclose their duet in a quiet room. The lyric moves through waiting for a call, apologies and mutual support toward a softly spoken wish: may time move more slowly, and may love not hurry into farewell.Full recording & story ↗
- 104Ya Layl Al-QamarA call to night and moon leads to an old doorway and a sandy road. Lingwan opens this world-folk journey with Arabic words and a quiet invitation to listen.Full recording & story ↗
- 105Ay IsigindaWind from an old road carries a name once more. In this Turkish-language song, Lingwan brings moonlight, memory and a trembling heart close together.Full recording & story ↗
- 106Dalbit GanggaeseoA voice calls from a moonlit riverbank, and the water seems to answer. Korean lyrics give Lingwan's journey a quiet place to pause and remember.Full recording & story ↗
- 107Shabe NiloufarNight settles at the window; a name trembles softly in the rain. This Persian-language world-folk song brings distance close enough for a quiet exchange.Full recording & story ↗
- 108Doi Mua NhoLight rain falls over an old river, where someone waits on the bank. Lingwan follows Vietnamese words through a rain-soaked landscape, leaving a moment of waiting in the river breeze.Full recording & story ↗
- 109Khuen Chan RakA declaration of love keeps company with streetlights still awake in the rain. Lingwan's Thai-language song leaves a little warmth at the end of this journey through moonlight and rain roads.Full recording & story ↗
- 110Blue Planet Window · LingwanLingwan lets Esperanto, English, Mandarin and French share one blue-planet window across a complete 2:52.Full recording & story ↗
- 111Hall of Many Flags · Male SlowMale Slow brings a hall of flags back to individual people across a complete 3:48 multilingual bass narrative.Full recording & story ↗
- 112After the Flood · MaryMary turns rebuilding after a flood into relighting homes and recognising neighbours across a complete 3:26 four-language ballad.Full recording & story ↗
- 113Last Lighthouse · Bollywood MaleBollywood Male keeps watch from sea mist to the final beam across a complete 3:58 multilingual song.Full recording & story ↗
- 114Letters Across a Century · MaryMary turns century-crossing Esperanto letters into the choice to answer a stranger across a complete 3:33 four-language song.Full recording & story ↗
- 115Olympic Night of Nations · LingwanLingwan lets Esperanto, English, Mandarin and Spanish enter together while retaining distinct phrasing across a complete 2:59.Full recording & story ↗
- 116Museum of Returning Stones · Male SlowMale Slow carries return and reconciliation beyond the glass case in a complete 3:52 four-language bass narrative.Full recording & story ↗
- 117Moonbase Earthrise · Bollywood MaleBollywood Male looks back from the Moon toward an Earth without visible borders across a complete 4:33 four-language finale.Full recording & story ↗
- 118The Rowan Light · LingwanLingwan follows a northern rain road toward old light beside a rowan tree in a complete 3:34 English folk song.Full recording & story ↗
- 119Luna de Granada · LingwanFountain streets and a questioning guitar gather moonlight in Lingwan's complete 3:03 Spanish folk song.Full recording & story ↗
- 120Moon Lullaby · LingwanLingwan holds a moonlit river, a waiting bridge and a small bell in the wind across a complete 4:34 Japanese lullaby.Full recording & story ↗
- 121Carta do Mar · LingwanAn old Lisbon street and rain on glass entrust memory to the sea in Lingwan's complete 3:53 Portuguese folk song.Full recording & story ↗
- 122White Night · LingwanLingwan follows snow, an old bridge and one lit window across a complete 4:23 Russian romance.Full recording & story ↗
- 123Stelo Super Rivero · LingwanLingwan lets one star find someone far away across a complete 3:45 Esperanto folk song.Full recording & story ↗
- 124La Strada dei Limoni · LingwanLemon scent, a lit window and village evening write return across Lingwan's complete 3:53 Italian folk song.Full recording & story ↗
- 125Fos Sto Aigaio · LingwanA white harbour, jasmine and moonlight hold an Aegean longing across Lingwan's complete 3:06 Greek folk song.Full recording & story ↗
- 126Vojoj sub la Ĉielo · Bollywood MaleEsperanto and Mandarin travel land and sea routes in a complete 3:46 world-civilisation song.Full recording & story ↗
- 127Song of the Yellow River · rhythmic editionFrom a misty crossing to a coda bound for the sea, the river imagery keeps moving forward in this edition.Full recording & story ↗
- 128When the City Lights Again · child-choir hymn editionMoving a fallen tree, polishing a doorbell and painting a clear sky make rebuilding a neighbourhood with names.Full recording & story ↗
- 129The Yellow River’s EmbraceA crossing, fertile earth and spring give a song of wide landscapes the shape of a generous embrace.Full recording & story ↗
- 130Sing the Days Out LoudHarmonica and bar-band colour make the shared toast to tomorrow a communal chorus.Full recording & story ↗
- 131The Old-Timers’ GatheringFour old friends, breakfast and machines turn a mock-serious march into Mandarin pop-punk self-satire.Full recording & story ↗
- 132GraduationA résumé, midnight job listings and a rival across the keyboard give post-graduation uncertainty an English folk-pop voice.Full recording & story ↗
- 133Angel in WhiteIn the lyric’s 1990s Beijing corridor, steady hands give fear a place to rest.Full recording & story ↗
- 134It Goes AroundFavours circle between tailor, baker and mother in a gently wry song with interlocking guitars.Full recording & story ↗
- 135Nobody Locks ItForty houses on a hill turn a shared arrangement into a returning refrain.Full recording & story ↗
- 136Lift It HigherThe door is open without questions. In a gospel-soul direction, time spent in darkness finds a call that is answered.Full recording & story ↗
- 137Sing This Night into Light · Qawwali EncounterLights and answering rows let a solitary night open into a shared song.Full recording & story ↗
- 138A White-Coated Angel in the Light · Bell Opening EditionA first window, remembered names and a wakeful night give care an unshowy light.Full recording & story ↗
- 139The Delivery Boy Called Me MumSomeone in a hurry and a glass of water make an ordinary doorway feel like home.Full recording & story ↗
- 140The Neighbour’s Dog Knows MeFrom a dog to a neighbour’s nod, belonging can be a very small thing.Full recording & story ↗
- 141The Person Who Is Always ThereA street, a familiar taste and a queue that does not hurry make everyday reliability visible.Full recording & story ↗
- 142Staying Until the Rain StopsTwo people under an eave and an umbrella left behind turn waiting into a kind pause.Full recording & story ↗
- 143Staying until the Rain Stops · Spacious VersionA stranger leaves an umbrella and runs to collect a child; waiting beneath the eaves gains a new meaning.Full recording & story ↗
- 144Stay Until the Rain StopsTwo strangers under an eave and an umbrella left behind give a hurried day a pause.Full recording & story ↗
- 145Dance for MyselfA night square, warm paving stones and a turning shadow return a body to its own movement.Full recording & story ↗
- 146Drums in the Rain Lane · v6A lane home finds fresh rhythm in a cart’s wheels and a flower seller’s smile.Full recording & story ↗
- 147The Wolf Really CameScreens, driverless vehicles and office lights become urgent questions in an English stadium-pop-rock direction.Full recording & story ↗
- 148We Are Not GoodA sharp clarinet, a late trumpet and a drummer here for tea: a rehearsal room makes space for imperfect company.Full recording & story ↗
A map, not a pile of songs.
Start anywhere among 1376 complete songs. Follow a mood, a scene or a story; every song has its own full listening page.
Explore all complete music ↗A little quiet
Leave a little space in the day for slow songs, small lights and a moment to breathe.
713 complete songs ↗02Under lamps and moons
Rain, starlight, dark seas and thoughts beside a window meet here.
460 complete songs ↗03The road ahead
Mountain paths, city streets, departures and returns: choose a song for the way ahead.
244 complete songs ↗04The way home
Home places, family, warm meals and everyday company give familiar things a new light.
484 complete songs ↗05Words find a voice
Classical verse, Red Chamber characters and English-language poetry step from the page into headphones.
154 complete songs ↗06Across languages
A different language, voice or cultural doorway can reveal another shape of a familiar feeling.
362 complete songs ↗07Our shared world
Listen from everyday human relations towards civic life, shared futures and possibility.
148 complete songs ↗A song can belong to more than one landscape. These paths follow existing stories and theme tags, not a promise to change how you feel.