A hand has vaguely touched your face
A touch will hasten to commemorate everything
How much has your fingertips swept
The beard is still trimmed
human world
Day and night, what's the same
human world
Always near your cheek
Oh Oh
The evening wind blew past the window screen
How old is it tonight
I've breathed your face since I was born
Once you turn around, you will never be broken
How much bitterness and sweetness is in my heart
Gray beard trimmed
human world
What's the same at night and day
human world
In a moment in the distance, may you remain unchanged
Oh Oh
The evening wind blew past the window screen
When the party comes back
Remember when you hugged
Too precious mole
Maybe we'll meet in the end
Looking back, I didn't see it
A hand has been vaguely unable to give up your face
One more time to say goodbye
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