Heroes and beauties are hard to stay
What kind of people in what era
To complete this dream
I meant it. I meant it
But without the love of heaven, hate in the middle of tears
Gather and disperse to form smoke in a twinkling of an eye
Autumn wind and fallen leaves are full of worries
Who plays tricks on children
No one saw me off this time
It seems that the only way is to wave your sleeves
Floating, floating, floating wind
Whose pain is blowing
I owe you the most
I hope the afterlife has a beginning and an end
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Heroes and beauties are hard to stay
What kind of people in what era
To complete this dream
I meant it. I meant it
But without the love of heaven, hate in the middle of tears
Gather and disperse to form smoke in a twinkling of an eye
Autumn wind and fallen leaves are full of worries
Who plays tricks on children
No one saw me off this time
Floating, floating, floating wind
Whose pain is blowing
I owe you the most
I hope the afterlife has a beginning and an end
It seems that the only way is to wave your sleeves
Floating, floating, floating wind
Whose pain is blowing
I owe you the most
I hope the afterlife has a beginning and an end
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