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Put on your raincoat, put on his helmet, releasing wild;

Suit blows when broken, the wolves;

Emergency unit of the white horse by the waves surge for whole night, the waves as you go; deep forest away from the ridicule and vanity;

Heart like a surfboard, the turbulent waves.

The setting sun, such as blood,

Across the serene but not quiet sea,

This land dramatically lit the stinking black flowers of iron in copper;

Between the sky and the sea were covered with white, pure, lovely;

Microwave ripple ripple Huan Yin I tidal surge of emotion even sea days.

Getting along in the same piece of sea across the Taiwan Strait, the only way;

A gap in the Apple, although death may wish (), pray!

Rain on the street, wearing a yellow raincoat come down in the main,

Still like a headless flies From pillar to post,

Occasionally, aching entering the path of dreams could not be found, but has been beaten;

People in the turbulent wind on the island,

See, on the surface, dark is slowly swallowed the rest of the evening sun;

Leaving the wind,

Find a way back home, go home!

Put on your raincoat, put on his helmet, releasing wild;

Suit blows when broken, the wolves;

Emergency unit of the white horse by the waves surge for whole night, the waves as you go; deep forest away from the ridicule and vanity;

Heart like a surfboard, the turbulent waves.

The setting sun, such as blood,

Across the serene but not quiet sea,

This land dramatically lit the stinking black flowers of iron in copper;

Between the sky and the sea were covered with white, pure, lovely;

Microwave ripple ripple Huan Yin I tidal surge of emotion even sea days.

Getting along in the same piece of sea across the Taiwan Strait, the only way;

A gap in the Apple, although death may wish (), pray!

Rain on the street, wearing a yellow raincoat come down in the main,

Still like a headless flies From pillar to post,

Occasionally, aching entering the path of dreams could not be found, but has been beaten;

People in the turbulent wind on the island,

See, on the surface, dark is slowly swallowed the rest of the evening sun;

Leaving the wind,

Find a way back home, go home!