The song "Anna's Window" was sung by Tianyi Luo.

"Anna's Window" is an original Chinese Vocaloid song submitted by Xiaosheng to bilibili Animation on February 11th, 218. Besides, Mandy Sa sang the voice of the family, which is the fourth event in the series of numbered infected people. This song tells the life of the doll Miss Anna. The story is thought-provoking. See the song copy for details.

The busy commercial street is very busy every day, but people who pass by Anna's window can't help but stop. The beautiful doll sitting in the window is affectionately called Miss Anna by passers-by. Miss Anna is wearing a small white dress with a pretty blue bow on her bright golden long hair, but she always closes her eyes as if she were asleep, as if she were listening to people's praise.

Lyrics of the song

The carriage is running

The mask is pulling at the corners of the mouth

The moonlight opens no one's chapter

The arrogant caged bird

is imprisoned in the center of the stage

Like the opening of the circus

God gave her long golden hair

but no one touched it

Distinctive and noble appearance attracts eyes

Legend has it that twelve o'clock magic at night

. T-shaped shackles

There is only one corner left to devour the warm heart

Begging for mercy

Greed only has hugs

Burning thoughts swell

Surging confusion and filling fantasies

Paranoia also eats away at loneliness

Looking for a lost heartbeat

Trying to struggle in a prison

The night covers this icehouse

Killing time and hope

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imprisoned in the center of the stage

like the opening of the circus

God gave her a dazzling light

No one noticed her sadness

Hands folded in a cold white dress

Legend has it that magic can be heard at twelve o'clock in the night

They didn't complain about their scars

They only longed for healing and scabbing

There was little strength left in their struggle

. Magic calls for awakened dolls

Come and dance a sad and elegant dance at last, and then leave

Stop stubbornly waiting for confusion to kill time and hope

Go to sleep. Go back to the past

Dream of a home

Legend has it that magic can hear dolls at twelve o'clock in the night

They don't complain about scars

They just long for healing and scabbing

There is little strength left in their struggle

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