Listen to an old familiar melody
In the memory of the midnight quietly sounded
Who can remember my first and last
Let the years brew a pot of intoxication
With you, with you
Countless reasons
The unknown past and future
Light remember and forget in a hurry
All live in one story
Be told and be told
It turns out that we all live in one story
Love and hate playing a role
Joys and sorrows
It turns out that we all live in one story
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