我总是躲在梦与季节的深处，听花与黑夜唱尽梦魇，唱尽繁华，唱断所有记忆的来路。

I always hiding in the depths of the dream season, listening to spend the night singing the best of the nightmare, sing to make the bustling, singing off all memory antecedents.

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曲未终，弦已断。花未落，人已殇、。

Song not last, has broken strings. Take not fall, people already lag.

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花谢花飞飞满天，红消香断有谁怜。

As blossoms fade and fly across the sky.

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