I am the earliest light of the dreamers, the misty nets.
I gave you my great earnestness on a day when you were wildly abandoned.
Sprinkled 'a little melancholy in the mind a driving rainy night.
I struck you to the ground once to harden your heart, but I gently raised you up again and wiped away the tears.
It's me who taught you to hate,I taught you harshness and ridicule.I gave you the strongest weapons, you must know how to use them properly.I gave you the watchful eyes, you must be recognized by them,if you meet someone at first sight, you must know that he is your friend.I’m the road of your childhood,I am the root of your being.I gave you the watchful eyes, by them you must be recognized.If you meet someone with the same gaze, you must know that he is your friend.
And you hear cleaner tones tuned to a more beautiful song, you must long for my voice, which sounds cracked and awkward.
Have you flown so far across lands and outgrown your friend?
I am the road of your childhood,
I know you again and again.
I am the road of your childhood, ...
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