Strange city, strange crowd
I drag my tired body
Looking at the Christmas tree in the window
It's winter
So many years of wandering mood
Memory is like a deep well
Years of drowning is my youth
And my love
Night in a foreign land
I'm wandering alone
And your missing
Accompany me far away
Night in a foreign land, long street
Fallen leaves in the wind
Night in a foreign land, cold moon
And my missing
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