Song lyrics of Adu's report of loss

Where does the wind go

Listen to the song, watch the play is suspended

You can't hold on to anything by borrowing my gloves

Let it go

Who can see who can pick up a second that is not carefully seen

Don't make any noise. Everyone takes it and drops it

Oh, memory is a treasure hunt

Don't be bored if you can't find it

Those who have loved and those who have hated give up

No trace of clenching and loosening

The unfinished comma is reduced to a full stop by time

It's not up to you

Who can see who can pick up a second that is not carefully seen

Don't make any noise. Everyone takes it and drops it

Oh, memory is a treasure hunt

Don't be bored if you can't find it

Please don't worry too much about what's lost

Let the lost be lost, don't pray who will find it

Wipe out all the marks

Otherwise, don't step back and get out of jail

Don't make any noise. Everyone takes it and drops it

Who can see who can pick up a second that is not carefully seen

Oh, memory is a kind of treasure hunt, nostalgia is a kind of mediocrity

Don't be bored if you can't find it