Home is not home
It's hard to eat without money in your arms
It's hard to bear the pain of a separated wife and children
I'm so lucky to be here
Ah, ah
The door opened in the shelter
Men and women refugees
Occasionally avoid wind and rain, avoid hunger and cold
Looking at my hometown, full of tears
Ah, ah
How rich Xiepu is
Like the earth, gold is used to light money
Why don't you save some money on wine and meat
A hundred years old
Ah, ah
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