怒吼的狂风刮过被洪水肆虐过的平原
污浊的空气充斥着满目疮痍的大地
黯淡的星辰躲进无边无际的乌云
旷野中的人们散落一地
不寻归路
却更关心风的秘密
他们永远也不会懂风咆哮中的痛楚
因为习惯了猜测目的
Howling wind blew over the plain swept by floods
Dusty air filled the devastated earth
Dim Stars hid behind the boundless clouds
People in the wilderness were scattered everywhere
Instead of finding a way back
They cared more about the secret of wind
Never would they know the anguish of roaring wind
Because they always inclined to conjecture its aim
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