The horseshoes of the north are filled with the snow-white past
This whole silvery earth condenses the air
And I woke up from the dream and still had ups and downs of emotions
Calculate the probability of dreaming about you again and again
Ancient village legends are always particularly mysterious
There are times when love is as beautiful as poetry and porcelain
I passed by the town and left a foreshadowing of missing you
Just waiting for the encounter after the red year
La~la~
The rainy season of love is full of poems
You took off my tone and cultivated it into a secret
The wind is very light as I climb up the winding stairs
Go inside the temple of the mountain god
I decided to love you mysteriously
The lively celebration in the square is gorgeous
You dance a waltz around me
I'm sure I have a tacit understanding with you
Twisting waist and waving hands with precise proportions
We jump perfectly to the end
I promise to come back here again
Elegant bagpipes come from the valley
Wake up your memory
I firmly believe that we were together in our previous life