Lyrics of GUI Bian's "re writing"(gui bian zhong xin ge ci )

Riding the final horse through the pass of the Alps

Louis's painting brush is once again infused with another kind of greasy mourning

The setting sun is like a burning grass

The golden waterfall drops the shadow of the triangle building, which has the flavor of Allah

Finally back to this land with the appearance of soil

Wandering in the wind of history, one hundred years of loneliness is also crazy

If it doesn't germinate, sleep on

Please send me a bunch of flowers, turn around and leave

Chinese PinYin : Gui Bian Zhong Xin Ge Ci