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Mueveté, mueveté...
mueve tus caderas veComo si fueras el vientoComo si fueras la lluviaComo si no hubiera el tiempo
Mueveté, mueveté... mueve tus caderas veComo si fueras el vientoComo si fueras la lluviaComo si no hubiera el tiempo

El tiempo se acaba... se te acaba el tiempoY se va el momentoEl tiempo se acaba... se te acaba el tiempoY se va el momento
Mueveté, mueveté...mueve tus caderas veComo si fueras el viento

The clouds are brightShadows are weakHurdles disappear
Smooth are my handsMy lifelines changeThey seem to expand
What is this scene?Where my voice screamsThis is happiness
Hills are glowingIs this still real life?
Sheltered in our loveLike sparrows in their groveYou will always beMy only familyMy superior world
Your thousand laughsEchoe and spread
Music in my head
Within our heartsWords are flyingStrangely different
How come our fears
Their raging noiseAre now fading out?
We are one bloodWe are just one soul
Sheltered in our loveLike sparrows in their groveYou will always beMy only familyMy superior world

There is a pond in front of the gate.
Water is flowing out
Birds are coming to bathe
Magpies are playing with lotus flowers

Girls are coming to wash the cloth.
Boys are threshing flour.
Take a look. Three times.
Working on the stone.
Take a look. Three times.
Working on the stone.

I don’t know how to settle my heart down
Best is to put it on the road so that it won’t be lost

Destiny is singing desperately
Turbulent like rain in the night

Before I wake up, the night is always so long
The moon is always by my bed
Remanding me I’m in another country
I look into the sky, these moving lights

Some invisible fingers, eternal doubts
Watching the clouds passing, listening to the world whispering
To say goodbye to you again
Too late to hesitate
After listening to all this you will finally meet

The clouds on the mountain have almost dissipated
The clouds in the sky have almost dissipated
Wandering people still have some way to go
People in the wall will turn off the lights

The eyes with desire staring at me
My heartbeat sounds lower.
The more you hope, the harder you fall


The more alert you, the more you indulge
lonely and completely, like a pupa
Infiltrating the moist silence in this night
lonely and completely, like a pupa
Wearing the shadow of yesterday.

I feel the same way day after dayI walk the same ground around and aroundEvery day I try to chart it
The shattered map that was my heartAnd it comes apart and I fall apartYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you
I see the same sign time after timeI see the same light night after nightIf I could go back to the source
I’d sell the well and buy a horseAnd give my kingdom back of courseYou could say I’m way off courseYou could say I love you
We are the same stuff enough is enoughWe have the same dream a dream is a dreamNot a moment passes byWhen I don’t believe that you and ICould leave all the others high and dryYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you

Stepping into the heavy rain
I’m trapped in the silence of no path
In your eyes I see a house
A distant deep dawn

Wind all this way, wind all that way
Blowing over your shoulder
Before you turn around the abyss cracks beneath your feet
Those crazy raindrops
Snuffed my flame
You finally disappeared,
A butterfly stopped, amidst the debris on the floor

In the rainy courtyard
In the wet wind of a summer night
A cat jumped onto the roof
Tea in a cup, hands in the wind

Since you left that day
Nothing is the same
Tonight seems longer than last night
Rain makes the flowers fall

Bricks are building life,
How many cracks so fragile are here
Bright eyes once filled with dreams
Cannot open when the morning comes

Since you left that day
Nothing is the same
Tonight seems longer than last night
Rain makes the flowers fall

Bricks are building life,
How many cracks so fragile are here
Bright eyes once filled with dreams
Cannot open when the morning comes

There were no girls not wearing flowers
There were no boys not riding horses.
Girls with flowers waiting for the wedding.
Boys ride the horses to visit the girls’ families.

No flower will not fade
No horse will cross the bridge
Withered flowers are buried everywhere
The horse crossing the bridge does not turn back
When you sing my song.
My horse and I are tired.
It's getting dark and the wine is almost finished
It's getting dark and the wine is almost finished