Are you tired of embroidery
Cattle and sheep have gone down the mountain
We set fire to our houses and bodies
Untie your red belt
Sprinkle a bed of snow white
All the water in the world is in your eyes
There are no windows with lights on
No one was on the way
Our wooden bed is singing that happiness is gone
My dearest sister
My dearest sister
My most pitiful queen is the cabbage beside my house
The days are coming to an end
The fruit is ripe
We reaped each other for the last time, and our hatred has been as deep as the sea ever since
Go to your future
I go to my future
We can only wander in each other's dreams
Hovering in your future
Hovering in my future
Wandering in the water, in the fire, in the soup, looking forward to the heat
Looking forward to more beautiful people
Looking forward to better people
Expect our soul and body to come back
It comes back, it comes back
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