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Not far away, there is a piece of soil standing a dead tree

If you look at the curvature of the branch carefully, it seems that you are crying

In front of the withered trees, I gather the loneliness of peace of mind

Why is desolation the end result of lovers in the world

The entrance of the valley is clearly engraved with the tomb of the sad man

The fog cut off, in fact, can forget the realization of love

Don't cry, is that paradise at least able to stop tears

Blessing anything no longer remember, blessing next time will always be happy

I wish the believers of love don't work too hard

In front of the withered trees, there are heartbreaking complaints

After reading other people's feelings, but without turning back to the investment

The entrance of the valley is clearly engraved with the tomb of the sad man

The fog cut off, in fact, can forget the realization of love

Don't cry, is that paradise at least able to stop tears

Blessing anything no longer remember, blessing next time will always be happy

Blessing the believers of love, the good men and women do not continue to guard

Whose clothes are still on just to cover the pale skin

Who has a few steps can really be away from love, away from confusion

Don't cry whose realization ~ ah ~ from then on into the earth

Blessing nothing remember, blessing will soon find happiness

I wish the believers of love don't work hard