I still remember the flowers that bloomed in those days, your face was like the morning glow
I still remember the blazing fire that year, when you ended up wandering around the world
The crow crows hoarsely at the grave
The moss stone monument will cover you
The story of the soul is the most beautiful color
Hope is like light, the stars remain unchanged
The gears of reincarnation creak
'Fortunately, I sing to express my ambition'
Concept: The story of the soul is the most beautiful color