Lyrics:
I use my own vagrancy
Put your horse in your heart somewhere else
Like nomads
Drive loneliness and sadness to the sky
I hope all my wishes
Follow you in every migrating pasture.
Like the horse I let go.
Let the journey of love be full of sunshine.
You carved nomadic time on me.
I want to put my heart on your singing and flying.
Tonight, a toast to the moon.
Miss the wind and make waves
With you by my side.
What's wrong with me being drunk?
I hope all my wishes
Follow you in every migrating pasture.
Like the horse I let go.
Let the journey of love be full of sunshine.
You carved nomadic time on me.
I want to put my heart on your singing and flying.
Tonight, a toast to the moon.
Miss the wind and make waves
With you by my side.
What's wrong with me being drunk?
With you by my side.
What's wrong with me being drunk?
Introduction: The song tells the sad wandering life of nomadic people, and reminds me of my partners who grew up in the wind and rain, my intimate friends who met at the ends of the earth, and that nomadic time is like a fragrant bookmark in my limited life. Nomads, the world is my home. The song takes you into the grassland, and the vigorous pastoral is distant and affectionate.