Adler's lyrics to the wind

Last night's dream about the person my heart is attached to

Leaning on the door, waiting for 3 p.m

The messenger on his bicycle sent peace

safety

The sticky wind blows through the black mane

A pinch of a pinch of braided thread thousand silk miss ah

Ten thousand wisps of care, knitting into a kite

kite

Kites fly and fly and fly high

Morning glory flying over the top of air raid shelter

Kites fly and fly and fly high

Flying past thunder and lightning in March

Last night's dream about the person my heart is attached to

Leaning against the door, Jin Jin, look at it and say three o'clock in the afternoon

Is there a messenger on a bicycle? Is the messenger all right

All right

The salty wind blows through the grey mane

A piece of snow into a thousand words of exhortation ah

Wanyu's command is to cross the sea with the south wind

The wind blows

The wind blows and blows and gently blows

A ship leaving at sea

The wind blows and blows and gently blows

Incense blowing through the desk of zucuo