French parasol planted in the courtyard
Facing the wind is filled with you to leave
The gypsy children in the park
Give me a mysterious smile
A feeling of the same fate
The picture of migratory birds wintering still hangs on the wall
I can't see anything moving in this room
White feathers flutter
Unfreezing the dusty past
Don't go back to the old dream
It's my consistent style
The white feathers were blown by the wind
Falling quietly among the crowd
I appreciate your treasure
There is no smile in the expression
French parasol planted in the courtyard
Facing the wind is filled with you to leave
The gypsy children in the park
Give me a mysterious smile
An inexplicable move, the same fate
The picture of migratory birds wintering still hangs on the wall
I can't see anything moving in this room
White feathers flutter
Unfreezing the dusty past
Don't go back to the old dream
It's my consistent style
The white feathers were blown by the wind
Falling quietly among the crowd
I appreciate your treasure
There is no smile in the expression
White feathers flutter
Gently floating to the sky
Can't keep your time and space
I choose to relax
The feather is in my hand
The sadness is not as heavy as you think
I'm not impulsive enough to dream
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