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Red kite overlooks the map below

Drifting too far, where will it land?

Travelers are blurs in a telescope's view

Magnifying loneliness through silhouettes

We're like frequent travelers, come and go

Letters to the sky, unanswered in time

Wait a little longer, we'll return as before

We always circle round and round

Thousands of miles away, still looking homeward

Riding the wind, longing drifts, floating in the night sky

Catch a shooting star as a gift, wish you happiness

Thread in hand, winding round and round

Through thousands of days and nights, still looking homeward

Swallows return on migration paths, countless participants

When fireworks light up the night, prepare to celebrate, heart finds its place

As a child, I loved counting on my fingers

Hoping sunrise would come sooner

Grown-ups, swept along, forced to say 'have to'

No excuse to pause or stay

We're like frequent travelers, come and go

Letters to the sky, unanswered in time

Wait a little longer, we'll return as before

We always circle round and round

Thousands of miles away, still looking homeward

Riding the wind, longing drifts, floating in the night sky

Catch a shooting star as a gift, wish you happiness

Thread in hand, winding round and round

Through thousands of days and nights, still looking homeward

Swallows return on migration paths, countless participants

When fireworks light up the night, prepare to celebrate, heart finds its place

We always circle round and round

Thousands of miles away, still looking homeward

Riding the wind, longing drifts, floating in the night sky

Catch a shooting star as a blessing, may you be happy

Thread in hand, winding round and round

Through thousands of days and nights, still looking homeward

Swallows return on migration paths, countless participants

When fireworks light up the night, prepare to celebrate, heart finds its place