分开已经很久了吧，                                                            这里的积血还没有融化，                                         热闹的市区清肃的屋檐，                                           早已远去的革命马蹄碟曲，                                             你的行旅此刻停在哪个旅馆？                                           似乎听到你的声音，电视，                                             女孩眼里亮亮的泪，阿曼，                                      男孩深情相拥，叫人起相思。                                                            街面上的泥泞印出集市的风土，                                  快过年的气氛，一瓶红酒。                                         我没有丰盛的年饭，红葡萄酒。                              黄奕，你那头的孤寂苏醒了吗？                                多想和你干杯，午夜，                                                 你看我的口唇是红的，                                                      不要走，留下来，                                                           红葡萄酒温热你的胸膛，                                         是否还有渴求的吻，                                                        在即将压下来的那一刻，                                             你的唇，火红的星星。                                              今夜，让你拥我入眠。