Dream of Homeland
Dream of Homeland by Yue Yue
I’m in bed, when a cold breeze blows by
Dreaming of my homeland, through the night
Waking up, I see snow outside the window
But my friends are gone. Nowhere to find.
When flowers are in full blossom, comes spring
Along its course to the east, a little river sings
Gone may have the childhood friends, though
Deep in my heart, my good old homeland, remains.
I’m in bed, when a cold breeze blows by
Dreaming of my homeland, through the night
Waking up, I see snow outside the window
But my friends are gone. Nowhere to find.
When flowers are in full blossom, comes spring
Along its course to the east, a little river sings
Gone may have the childhood friends, though
Deep in my heart, my good old homeland, remains.
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