You said, there is a colorful city in the sky.
You're going to take me for a lifetime.
I always remember waiting,
From morning to dusk, from spring to winter.
What's blocking your news?
The sound of horse's hoof can't bring you.
Before the flowers, under the willows, the harps and harps smell each other,
Who can be entangled, your dream.
You said, I will remember, the distant city.
When I come back, we will pursue together.
I, ah, watch silently, dawn and dusk,
I've been waiting for you for the journey.
The wind can't bring people far away.
Year after year, I'm still waiting.
The morning bell and the evening drum reverberate,
Looking at each other from afar, in the fleeting time.
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