vitas of Beijing Opera concert house covered with 2
,
inside I 're alone.
banging the door behind him ,
autumn wind howling , sad night for me cry
Ray bursts , hazy sunshine
has been completely cold.
old pain followed ,
we ready to roll (in fact, means should be listened to , because the following is the tweeter .)
cover the home ,
inside me you're alone.
banging the door behind him ,
autumn wind howling , mournful cry for me
this is fate , I can not pray .
I know ,
after me ,
is the wind wailing .
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