Jay Chou 周杰倫 - 心雨 Song Information

Singer

Jay Chou 周杰倫

Song Name

心雨

Language

Mandarin

Song Tag(s)

Rainy Mood

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Original Reference MV

Sheet Information

SheetID

1644

Performance mode

Solo

Notation

Numbered Sheet

No. of Pages

2 Pages

Starting Key

Publish Date

2022-04-14

Price

USD4.99

Discount

Buy 4 Get 1
Buy 7 Get 3

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Users Comment

@隔壁老邵
2026年5月13號留言

@wyz5090
寫給田的

@暗棋王
2026年5月8日 22:59

@KWH_0729
方文山真的很會寫詞

@Unlegendaryhank
2026五月在聽的來報到

@joe-wh1iy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nLJolUAXQ1Q

@GusadelsonBorisAnimate
24 June 1956
London, UK

@老賴
又回來聽了

@angelhoang6942
Anyone knows where this MV was taken? It looks like in Europe :)

@wangchunyen7350
如果錢能解決的，我相信周董肯定願意花兩億，讓Hebe回到他身邊，可惜已經沒有如果，畢竟他結婚了

@WitWatchWitch
The green leaves of the oak tree, the white bamboo fence—I want to tell her this place is like a painting. Last year's Christmas card, the stubble in the mirror—the picture started without her. I was still pretending to be oblivious. She promised to make me flower tea, to learn how to set the table. My empty dorm room, I wait by the phone, but she never comes. The rain in my heart pours down, but it can't wet her hair. Tears blur the longing on the postcard. That sadness knows no time difference. The rain in my heart pours down, but it never touches her. The cold wind blows through the branches in the yard, cooling the flowers in my hand. The green leaves of the oak tree, the white bamboo fence—I want to tell her this place is like a painting. Last year's Christmas card, the stubble in the mirror—the picture started without her. I was still pretending to be oblivious. She promised to make me flower tea, to learn how to set the table. My empty dorm room, I wait by the phone, but she never comes. The rain in my heart pours down, but it can't wet her hair. Tears blur the longing on the postcard. That sadness knows no time difference. The rain in my heart pours down. But she never got wet. The cold wind passed through the branches in the yard and cooled the flowers in my hand. The rain in my heart poured down but couldn't wet her hair. Tears blurred the longing on the postcard. The sadness had no time difference. The rain in my heart poured down but couldn't wet her. The cold wind passed through the branches in the yard and cooled the flowers in my hand.

@y9527-i1s
好聽愛聽😊😊😊😊