The deep sea in the desert, the cold wind white, I wake up in the fog
You're waiting to sail. I'm standing on the shore in the distance
You are a fish from the north, flying to the island in the South China Sea
I can only keep running south, ever since you turned into feathers
I am waiting for you at the Bank of Beiming and you are wandering in Tianchi
Countless lights can't compare with your color
You never understand
The wind from the South blows your breath, and I'm still stuck in the same place
I will find you at the end of the world
Let me sink to the bottom of the sea
You are a beautiful woman in the north. You are very independent
Eyes are a mystery
For you blooming flowers have already withered boundless, why do I expect
I am on the Bank of Beiming, winter goes and spring comes, while you are wandering in Tianchi
Countless lights can't compare with your color
You never understand
The wind from the South blows your breath, and I'm still stuck in the same place
I will find you at the end of the world
Let me sink to the bottom of the sea
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