Singer: Wang Jie
At six o'clock in the morning, I was walking on an empty street.
With a tired body
The vicissitudes of last night have long been numb.
In the unknown world
The cool wind messed up my messy hair.
The bag in my hand torments my heavy footsteps.
Suddenly I saw a familiar photo at the station.
A dream full of vagrants and inexplicable sadness
The desire to go home brought tears to my eyes again.
How long has it been since you sang an old song loudly?
I have changed my appearance over the years.
The thoughts in my heart are still the same place.
An old tree engraved with my name.
Still strong?