Lyrics of audio monster who knows who is a guest in a dream

A window of wind and rain dissipates, people do not wake up

Hate falls all over the ground, the dream is gone

My hometown is sad to hear the flute

There is frequent traffic

Everything goes away in every year, every year, every dynasty

False words Murayama revealed her name

Memories of flying fireflies in humble rooms

When young rich brocade also raises the pen

Spring in the world is the most pitiful, but people who bury flowers cry

Acacia tears are still a little bit, tears of Ming Dynasty are hard to find

I wish I could meet you in the morning

It's like birds throwing themselves into the forest

Everything goes away in every year, every year, every dynasty

False words Murayama revealed her name

The solitary lamp mourns the solitary shadow

Who has pity on Wanyan

Spring in the world is the most pitiful, but people who bury flowers cry

Acacia tears are still a little bit, tears of Ming Dynasty are hard to find

I wish I could meet you in the morning

It's like birds throwing themselves into the forest