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On the vast Gobi Desert, the telephone poles are lined up, like silent souls

author:I will come to sing
On the vast Gobi Desert, the telephone poles are lined up, like silent souls

Yellow sand thousands of miles, thousands of miles of yellow sand,

Gray And Wild,

Songs of exotic tunes,

Through ten thousand years of time,

Head against the window glass,

Long hair brushed my gaze,

The road ahead is vast.

On the vast Gobi Desert, the telephone poles are lined up, like silent souls

Where are you?

Where do I go?

On the desolate Gobi Desert,

Lines of poles,

Like silent souls,

See me come,

And watched me go.

On the vast Gobi Desert, the telephone poles are lined up, like silent souls

Why sadness?

Why not forget?

Last night's dream,

The beautiful face in last night's dream,

Maybe

It is this sad and incomprehensible song,

It is the constant love of the heart,

Let me not see through the gray Gobi.

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