Walking through the crowd
You didn't see me
The city's last
The first passers-by
The days passed in a hurry
Can't keep youth
I want to ask myself where is the distance
I want to sing a song late at night
Don't wake her up
I think of her lovely appearance
Can't help missing
It's coming from my ear
The call of hometown
Hear mother say gently, don't wander again
Floating around, floating around, floating around
Midnight in the North
Floating around in the wind and in the rain
Floating around in the mother's call
Floating around in the torn dream
I want to sing a song late at night
Don't wake her up
I think of her lovely appearance
Can't help missing
It's coming from my ear
The call of hometown
Hear mother say gently, don't wander again
Floating around, floating around, floating around
Midnight in the North
Floating around in the wind and in the rain
Floating around in the mother's call
Floating around in the torn dream
Floating around the north in the middle of the night
Floating around in the wind and in the rain
Floating around in the mother's call
Floating around in the torn dream
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