2, "The Whale Who Turned Into a Lonely Island" is a song written by Walter Avenel, composed by Xu Hao, and sung by Zhou Shen, included in Zhou Shen's album "The Whale Who Turned Into a Lonely Island" released on July 25, 2020.

3. The lyrics of "The Whale Who Turned Into a Lonely Island" are as follows:

I'm a blue whale who turned into a lonely island

With the most gigantic figure

Fish and shrimp pass by my body

Also there are birds stopping on my back

I've passed through too many beautiful wonders

Like a wonderland of Eden

And the sea is too flat and too quiet.

How many stories have gone unheard

I love the Mediterranean skies

I love the Siberian snow

I love the eagle in the sky

I love the algae in my belly

I've been as affectionate as I can be

Until the day

Your clothes are tattered and torn

You have a soft voice

With me, I roam the world without a soul.

With me I drifted aimlessly

My back was like a barren hill

And you smiled and swung your head

Thinking of it as if it were the whole universe

You waved with the sun

And greeted the seagulls

And with me I drifted about in love with the sky and the land

Only regretting that you couldn't

Lay on my chest.

Admire the vastest monument of the night sky

Put the stars in your eyes

I'm a blue whale in the form of an island

With the most gigantic silhouette

Fish and shrimp pass by my body

And birds of prey stop at my back

I have a nature that is too cold and too clean

I've had a love affair with the heavenly one

And the clouds are too far and too light

And the clouds are too far and too light

To be able to love me. But the clouds are too far away and too light

After I've been tossed around, I'm in my own way

I've never been in a busy place

I've never heard the noise

I've never seen too much life

I've never been in a hot mood

So I don't realize how quiet it is in the middle of the ocean

You're in rags

But you sing softly.

It's a pity that you can't lie on my chest

and admire the vastness of the night sky

and put the stars in your eyes

Your fingertips gently

have touched all the

ugly sores made by the winds and the waves

There is spring and autumn in your eyes

better than the mountains and the rivers that I have seen and loved

I once thought that my shoulders were covered by the sea, and that I would be the only one to see them. I thought my shoulders

were so thick

that they could hold up the tower at the bottom of the sea

and after you came

they were so thin

I wanted to give you a shore to run on

and make you a queen

I wanted to give you a shore to run on

that would make you a queen.