The moon is bent like an arm, waiting for thousands of people to sleep together
When will I return to my hometown
Night and night to see the blue sky, the wind sent the moon, like the hometown of snow-white
When can I return to my home
Smile at the moon and half cover your face with a cup of wine
A woman's tears flow inward
Still full of smiling faces
Night and night to see the blue sky, the wind sent the moon, like the hometown of snow-white
When can I return to my home
Smile at the moon and half cover your face with a cup of wine
The tears of a woman in a strange place are like water flowing into her heart
Still full of smiling faces
(the moon bends, the moon bends)
(the moon bends, the moon bends)
(the moon bends, the moon bends)
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