Hanfu Short Film | Desert Snow
The evening glow paints the horizon with a slanting sun
I faintly remember your face
After all recalling is bound to add to the sorrow
My heart sighs at those good times we had
The night is not yet over and the stars fall into my eyes
It is a soft glow a breeze
passes night candlelight no
one appreciates a petal
remains drifting with the wind
You were once my effor
Resist all my sorrow West wind
fades no one looks back
Now I'm exiled by love
Trapped in the center of tears
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