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♪♪ Sunlight falls gently on the deserted hill ♪♪
♪♪ I don't wish to shine under the blue sky ♪♪
♪♪ The sound of the flute fades into silence ♪♪
♪♪ Touch the stone, touch the heart ♪♪
♪♪ The stream flows through the years ♪♪
♪♪ Pine needles fall without a sound ♪♪
♪♪ A lamp in a place of wood ♪♪
♪♪ Keeping the space warm ♪♪
♪♪ Medieval times in our love ♪♪
♪♪ The smoke drifts very slowly ♪♪
♪♪ The hands of the past may be different, but they remain within the embrace of time ♪♪
♪♪ No rush, no commotion, just heaven and earth worship together ♪♪
♪♪ People and mountains are not far apart, a single breath is truly magical ♪♪
♪♪ The water flows away, the clouds remain, the night is deep and silent, the heart dreams ♪♪
♪♪ Through a hundred years, a call for peace and tranquility remains ♪♪
♪♪ Tomorrow morning the sun will rise over the mountain peak, the dewdrop will dissolve into nothingness ♪♪
♪♪ Love has no form left, only a pure heart as before ♪♪
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