You draw sadness in the corner of your eye
I put wandering on my forehead
You add a few strands of white hair with missing
I let the years carve my haggard hands
And then we passed each other on the corner
Indifferent no longer know each other
啊
Dear friend
Do not blame time for changing the face
We are the masqueraders
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