In the early hours of the morning
You and I embrace in a strange place
Pure white Sapporo at zero
You said to have the night scenery forever
Flying flowers on Mianmian's head
Who can stay warm in the long snow
Flying flowers can meet magnificent sunset
Like the spark you borrowed from me
(music)
Why shed tears in a bowl of hot soup
You said you were worried if I wasn't around
Why hope to catch the light after dawn
You and I have this story, and I will never forget it until I die
Flying flowers on Mianmian's head
Who can ask for the warmth to stay in the snow
Flying flowers on mianmianmian's head can meet a sunset
Like the spark you borrowed from me
(music)
Flying flowers on Mianmian's head
Who can keep the footprints in the snow
Flying flowers on mianmianmian's head can meet a sunset
Like the spark you borrowed from me
Miss that dazzling spark
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