you
You have stood in the wind singing high
Too many young frivolous engraved in your youth face
You can write poems when you hear the train whistling
You are free and affectionate, as if you can climb the moon
You are wandering in the city with many tough dreams
Too many lonely streets, too many people come and go
You use wine to stimulate fatigue, dreams say you are different
But it is contrary to what it used to be, and it is too staggering
You were proud and arrogant. You were in the middle of your eyes
The guitar you play is very loud. You have the best voice
And now it's floating in the unknown distance
More numb, your palms have been smudged by the dust
You are wandering in the city with many tough dreams
Too many lonely streets, too many people come and go
You use wine to stimulate fatigue, dreams say you are different
But it is contrary to what it used to be, and it is too staggering
You were proud and arrogant. You were in the middle of your eyes
The guitar you play is very loud. You have the best voice
And now it's floating in the unknown distance
More numb, your palms have been smudged by the dust
Oh~
You were proud and arrogant. You were in the middle of your eyes
The guitar you play is very loud. You have the best voice
And now the years have gone like a dream
When you look back at your youth, when the wind blows, someone waves his hand
You are wandering in the city with many tough dreams
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