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[山东]沅茵
风一样的他
谁在敲门
不是风
谁踩着我的长裙
也不是风
谁撩动我的卷发
还不是风
是谁
是他
他是谁
风一样的走了
[Shandong]Yuan Yin
He is like the Wind
Who’s knocking at the door?
It shouldn’t be the wind.
Who’s stamping on my skirt long?
Not the wind, either.
Who is caressing my curled hair?
Not the wind, still.
Who should it be?
It’s the One.
Who is the One
who has left away like the wind? |
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