The most beautiful emotion is always hidden behind the dream
Don't touch it and it will wither
Even the north wind will be lonely after the flowers wither
Heart like tide rise and fall, worry has locked brow
If you want me to write a poem of your life
I don't write dreams, only your hands
Youth as drunk, hold your hand tightly
I'll show you the mountains, the rivers and my feelings
I think my heart is covered with dust
Who knows the spring outside the window
Still confused by emotional worries
Guarding you is me, not the wind
Deep love has been planted
Waiting all my life, I can't move
The most beautiful emotion is always hidden behind the dream
Don't touch it and it will wither
Even the north wind will be lonely after the flowers wither
Heart like tide rise and fall, worry has locked brow
I think my heart is covered with dust
Who knows the spring outside the window
Still confused by emotional worries
Guarding you is me, not the wind
Deep love has been planted
Waiting all my life, I can't move
I think my heart is covered with dust
Who knows the spring outside the window
Still confused by emotional worries
Guarding you is me, not the wind
Deep love has been planted
Waiting all my life, I can't move
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