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?The fairy tale in front of my door All I want is a door In front of which? Sunshine companies the green wall Every fragrant morning In front of the door The laigh door under the brightness Youre standing by me Grass has its seed Wind pats its leaf Silently and admirably Youre standing by me There is a door No one cares its open or not Darkness has gotten free With the guitar on his way We will stay Every fragrant morning All we need is a stretch of land As enternal as the sky You can see the whole life of mine Land is rough Sometimes narrow,like me However History made the difference Between