The cold wind is blowing again
Clouds drift thousands of miles
The sound of rain is like a poem on a piano
Love from thousands of miles
The cold wind is blowing again
Clouds drift thousands of miles
The sound of rain is like a poem on a piano
Love from thousands of miles
Thinking of ten years away from home
Now, it's not so good
Hands empty
Think of me and sigh
It's not that I have no courage
Who doesn't love to live a good life
Ah——
I don't know when I'm going to make it
The cold wind is blowing again
Clouds drift thousands of miles
The sound of rain is like a poem on a piano
Love from thousands of miles
Thinking of ten years away from home
Now, it's not so good
Empty hands
Think of me and sigh
It's not that I have no courage
Who doesn't love to live a good life
Ah——
I don't know when I'm going to make it
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