Go in the clouds, come in the wind
With all the dust
The heart is hurt, the feeling is cold, and the tears are dry
Sad or happy
Who can know the fate
A dream, right and wrong
Go with the wind
I've seen cold eyes
Love a person who has no chance in his life
Only then knows the world human sentiment forever does not need to ask
Blood is boiling in my heart
But the years carved scars
Looking back at the dusk, who cares about me
Mountain is mountain, water is water
The past is like clouds
Wandering heart has been haggard
Who cares?
Hero tears
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