Open the old past, see a mulberry walk through a strange place
I went back to a foreign land, the wind was too wild, I felt a little cold
I fell in nostalgia, grew up in strangeness, but the future journey is longer
I want to look at the helpless north, I know not to forget
The familiar voice from the north wind suddenly made me feel cold
As if to tell me to go too far have not forgotten the initial date
I fell in nostalgia, grew up in strangeness, but the future journey is longer
I want to look at the helpless north, I know not to forget
The familiar voice from the north wind suddenly made me feel cold
As if to tell me to go too far have not forgotten the initial date
The familiar voice from the north wind suddenly made me feel cold
As if to tell me to go too far have not forgotten the initial date
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