A gust of wind blows across my face
You can hear the birds singing
A faint sunset on a distant hillside
You can see the light all over the mountains
Huahua's clothes beautiful girl
The story of a small town reverberates in my ears
Small bridge water long, water grass rippling gently
Wandering steps stop in a foreign land
Wandering people, hometown of soul
Old songs in wine, vicissitudes of the world
Beautiful place, the power of tolerance
Let's sing the old songs in the wine
Deep in the alley, someone is singing
Gently tell the happiness and sadness
Night fell and crowds were surging
Walking on the bluestone board
Look at the plane across the sky
Wandering people, hometown of soul
Old songs in wine, vicissitudes of the world
Beautiful place, the power of tolerance
Let's sing the old songs in the wine
Wandering people, hometown of soul
Old songs in wine, vicissitudes of the world
Beautiful place, the power of tolerance
Let's sing the old songs in the wine
Wandering people, hometown of soul
Old songs in wine, vicissitudes of the world
Beautiful place, the power of tolerance
Let's sing the old songs in the wine
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