The ancient curse still echoes in my ears,
We have forgotten yesterday's scene,
Those unswerving vows have turned into pungent blood at this moment,
I lean on you, you fall to the sea of sand,
I can't change it anymore,
You can no longer commit.
I heard that Taklimakan is the sword of death.
He has cut off the boundary between heaven and earth,
Here in the wilderness, there is happiness and contentment,
It was wild and silent over there, with no people around.
The most terrifying thing is the assertion made by our ancestors,
Because we all live on the pillow of death,
Yixi remembers that in those dark and abandoned years,
When I was young, I pointed to the other side of the vast sea,
When you were young and frivolous, you also promised to take me through this vast Taklimakan,
So, regardless of our parents' advice, we resolutely rushed to the starting point of our dreams,
Yes, we have been determined to cross Taklamakan since we were young.
Even if what stops us is the prophecy that remains unchanged for thousands of years
Don't tell me that the people of the Tana tribe will never be able to leave Taklimakan.
In order to break through the secular feudalism, on the deserted land of Mobei,
Your blood is still spreading endlessly,
me,
Just kneel down next to you and let the wind dry my body,
Let my tears soak my heart that will always love you.
The scorching sun blinded my eyes,
The burning fire will turn me into ashes,
Maybe, some time later, the roaring wind and waves will bury me in this thousand-year quicksand land,
But——
Please forgive me for never giving up and never leaving.
Just because I fell in love with this land where you are buried...
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