>Since ancient times, beauties often cry
The tears shed to wash away the Bodhisattva
The hero draws his sword and follows the sword
The song disappears and the shadows are sparse
Who knows that we will be separated tomorrow?
Cherish it on the stage
My singing voice is with you
When will I mention it again
Don’t you hear the song and send it to me
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Everyone in the world is enough
Heroes draw swords and follow suit
Songs fade away and there are few people left
Who knew we would be separated tomorrow
Look and cherish on the stage
Sing a song of farewell
Who is in your arms
We were together yesterday
We are separated again tonight
The singer laughs with tears
A tragic play
The beauty is old after leaving her
Only the heroes and beauties alternate in the scene
Laughing and talking about millennium legends
Wish my Tao a happy day!
The hero rows his sword according to the song
The song disappears and the shadows are scarce
Who knew tomorrow would be separation
Cherish it on the stage
Sing a song of separation
Who is in your arms
We were dependent on each other yesterday
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Tonight we are separated again
The singer laughs and sheds tears
A tragic play
The beauty who finally left us is old
Only in the drama, heroes and beauties alternate again
Joking about millennium legends