When the autumn wind turns to the north
I lift my collars up again
I walk alone
One by one those corners of us
These people laugh faces
They just don't tell me anything new
In the light currents of this city
Thousands of dreams float
refrain:
The feeling is gone
Also diluted memories
The feeling of this city is gone
I know it, time flies
The magic of love fades away
Those August nights
The intoxication of even the sweetest wine slowly evaporates
refrain
The feeling of this city
refrain
This city
This city
This city

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