When the burden of life
presses me so hard that I can’t breathe
I long for the flying snow in winter
Worry-free Carefree and free
I will always get sick
Sad and sick
You can hold a bouquet of flowers for me
But don't cry
Your tears are like the hanging drops
What I long for is peace
The autumn wilderness is far more empty than the spring
I wish to be the free flying yellow leaves
The smile is the beautiful spring sun
The peach blossoms bloom in the mood of spring
I wait quietly - —Your peach blossom-like smile
Smile is a beautiful spring day
Peach blossoms bloom in the mood of spring
I wait quietly——Your peach-blossom smile
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Your tears are like those hanging drops
What I long for is peace
The wilderness in autumn is far more empty than in spring
I May it be the free flying yellow leaves
The smile is the beautiful spring sun
The peach blossoms bloom in the mood of spring
I wait quietly - you are like peach blossoms Smile
Smile is a beautiful spring day
Peach blossoms bloom in the mood of spring
I am waiting quietly - your peach blossom-like smile
I will always get sick
Sorrowful and sick
You can hold a bouquet of flowers for me
But don’t cry
Your Tears are like those hanging drops
What I long for is peace
The autumn wilderness is far more empty than spring
I wish to be the one who flies freely Yellow leaves
A smile is a beautiful spring day
Peach blossoms bloom in the mood of spring
I am waiting quietly - your peach blossom-like smile
< p> Smile is a beautiful spring dayPeach blossoms bloom in the mood of spring
I wait quietly - your peach blossom-like smile
Your tears are like that The hanging bits
What I long for is peace
The wilderness in autumn is far more empty than in spring
I wish it were the yellow leaves flying freely
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Smile is a beautiful spring day
Peach blossoms bloom in the mood of spring
I wait quietly - your peach blossom-like smile
Smile is spring Liri
Peach blossoms bloom in the mood of spring
I wait quietly - your peach blossom-like smile
Be the burden of life
When I can't breathe
I long for the flying snow in winter
To be carefree and free
I will always get sick
Sad and sick
You can hold a bouquet of flowers for me