Maybe it's a winter fetter

Holding a cold purple flower
Walking in the vast plateau
The mountain road is long
He wanted to jump into the golden lake

Rub your frozen hands
Feet on snow and mud
He looked up at the red glow in the distance
The glow kissed him in the mouth

Black Forest
Cracked glacier
He approached the ice dragon and the fire phoenix
Maybe a miracle

He missed the wind and sand
About in that old place
Follow me to the desert
Got shot in the mouth

He was on an iceberg in the distance
Wearing black cotton padded clothes
Hold the coffee in your hand to keep warm
Thoughts wander in eighteen thousand miles

It is a black forest
He couldn't wait to walk into the tall building
Meet this white butterfly
Walk into the dream together

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