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一个退伍兵的爱情

一个退伍兵的爱情
(Eail：lanya088)
(Qicq：171376465)
（周白）总是想起故乡的那个小城市，
和那个穿旧军装的退伍兵，
记忆里写满了我们的故事。
（曾白）想起你在远方的那个小村庄，
和你学校里那些可爱的小孩，
山野里回荡着你们的笑语。
（周）总是想起故乡的那个小城市，
和那个穿旧军装的退伍兵，
记忆里写满了我们的故事，
你的微笑飘啊飘成我的相思。
（曾）想起你在远方的那个小村庄，
和你学校里那些可爱的小孩，
山野里回荡着你们的笑语，
你的长发瓢啊飘进我的梦里。
（合）南飞的大雁飞过稻田的上空,
我想起故乡又想起你；
曾经为你扎的那个稻草人，
穿着蓑衣还在风雨里。
南飞的大雁带来故乡的芬芳，
也带来我对你的问候，
总有一天我会回到你身边，
一生一世再也不分开。
（转段音乐）

（合）南飞的大雁飞过稻田的上空,
我想起故乡又想起你；
曾经为你扎的那个稻草人，
穿着蓑衣还在风雨里。
南飞的大雁带来故乡的芬芳，
也带来我对你的问候，
总有一天我会回到你身边，
一生一世再也不分开。
（周）总是想起故乡的那个小城市，
和那个穿旧军装的退伍兵，
记忆里写满了我们的故事，
你的微笑飘啊飘成我的相思。
（曾）想起你在远方的那个小村庄，
和你学校里那些可爱的小孩，
山野里回荡着你们的笑语，
你的长发瓢啊飘进我的梦里。

（完）

The Love of a Veteran

The Love of a Veteran
(Eail：lanya088)
(Qicq：171376465)
(Zhou Bai) I often think of my hometown, that small city,
And of that veteran in his old uniform,
Our story fills my memories.
(Zeng Bai) I think of you in that distant village,
And of the lovely children in your school,
Your laughter echoes through the mountains.
(Zhou) I often think of my hometown, that small city,
And of that veteran in his old uniform,
Our story fills my memories,
Your smile floats towards me, becoming my love-sickness.
(Zeng) I think of you in that distant village,
And of the lovely children in your school,
Your laughter echoes through the mountains,
Your long hair drifts into my dreams.
(Duo) South-bound geese fly over the rice fields,
I remember my hometown and I remember you;
That scarecrow I made for you,
Still stands in the storm, wearing a raincoat.
South-bound geese bring the scent of my hometown,
And they also bring my greetings to you,
One day, I will return to your side,
And we will be together forever.
(Transition music)

(Duo) South-bound geese fly over the rice fields,
I remember my hometown and I remember you;
That scarecrow I made for you,
Still stands in the storm, wearing a raincoat.
South-bound geese bring the scent of my hometown,
And they also bring my greetings to you,
One day, I will return to your side,
And we will be together forever.
(Zhou) I often think of my hometown, that small city,
And of that veteran in his old uniform,
Our story fills my memories,
Your smile floats towards me, becoming my love-sickness.
(Zeng) I think of you in that distant village,
And of the lovely children in your school,
Your laughter echoes through the mountains,
Your long hair drifts into my dreams.

(End)