the wind that go to long way is,
truough my hair and go.
the wind that go to long way is,
in passing my cheek and go.
cross over the dark-green mountains,
run trough the silver grassland,
go through the shining ocean,
look up at the sky,
and that will be back to the sky.
the path that you'll go,
that is very long way,
we have to count the stars long time.
it become far away as you chase,
you wait for fantastic day.
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