Lyrics of Zhou Yunpeng's hanging coffin

Hanging coffin

Zhou Yunpeng

one thousand two hundred and thirty-four

Hanging in the clouds

I can't see you in the sky

I can't see my land

There is no need to harvest food in autumn

You don't have to build a house in winter

Hanging coffin

Hanging coffin in the clouds

I can't see you in the sky

I can't see my land

There is no need to harvest food in autumn

You don't have to build a house in winter

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We live in the cotton above the clouds

We drink in the cotton secretly

Stagger to the top of the mountain

Faltering on the plain

Faltering on the ocean

Faltering on the beach

Our body is a bucket

It's empty

It fell down and filled with water

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