In a certain atmosphere, no matter whether his mood is high or low,
Will use the most direct way, with the help of alcohol madness,
Let the whole body and mind completely collapse until depression,
Alcohol passes through your throat, and you can hear your thoughts roaring in your brain.
I can feel the' missing' in my heart.
When you sing with your heart and your soul is out of your body,
Will donate their body and mind to every pasture on the top of the mountain,
Looking forward to a wisp of wind, bringing the sultry breath of the homeland,
When you are drunk or half drunk,
Will donate their body and mind to every plant in the jungle,
Looking forward to a wisp of wind, bringing the smell of kitchen smoke in the village,
When you are drunk and snoring,
Will donate their body and mind to every stream in the canyon,
Looking forward to a breeze, every greeting from relatives.
Until you are worried and want to wake up with wine,
When holding the homesick arrow at random,
Hold your breath after you break your liver and intestines with tears,
At this moment, I will stand on the windward mountain pass,
Look forward to, look forward to ...
In the distance, the wind brings your breath.