The dream is so deep
Such a distant night
She is still picturesque
setting sun
Kissing the earth
wind
Burning life
She's still there
Clear as a dream
She's still there
Clear as a dream
At birth
I've seen her crying
When I get old
Loneliness has made her no longer beautiful
At birth
I have heard her sigh
Her life has been unable to reincarnate
Everything in front of us
It's so clear
I've decided to go with the wind
Yiya, rawu
I don't need surface beauty anymore
She has decided to go with the wind
Yiya, rawu
La la la
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