Wang Fei's Lyrics

The story begins with a pair of glass shoes

At first Cinderella had no memory

I don't know how beautiful the little prince is

Until the first Bodhi grows in the garden of Eden

We learn to be lonely

Walking and searching in Swan Lake

In the end, everyone has an ending

It's just after I limped my glass shoes

Where is your little prince

Butterfly's rose may still be left behind

Cambrian hundreds of millions of years ago

I'm afraid it's too late

To meet

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