Sunshine is the soul of dreams
On top of the white snow
There is a skylark, looking for its way back
A bow of longing
Retaining the moonlight
The hot heart of the fire
A glass of wine
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That mountain, that day
That mountain is the mountain of Mongolia
That day is the sky of Mongolia
A few short poplars
The sky painted with blue ink
The sun hits the face
Traveling through
Traveling through the tunnel of time
Sleeping
Sleeping in the arms of mother
Walking in the snow
Listening to a sound
On the beating strings of the guzheng
In the ocean of love
This is the quietest place
One step, two steps
Three steps
Run
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