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词 Lyrics：青禾寻阳\半勺月光
曲 Composed：青禾寻阳\顾远方
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Across the scarred and silent land,
A single seed defies the dust,
Where iron wheels left tracks in sand,
A green blade splits the waiting crust.
The weary guns now rest in rust,
Above the fields, a lark takes wing,
Old engines sleep beneath the dust,
And hope is born in early spring.
Out of rubble, a flower grows,
Where the soldiers marched, a river flows,
I feel the promise in the breeze,
A quiet faith among the trees.
Out of rubble, a flower grows,
Where the soldiers marched, a river flows,
My spirit learns to sing again,
The light of life is my refrain.
The weary guns now rest in rust,
Above the fields, a lark takes wing,
Old engines sleep beneath the dust,
And hope is born in early spring.
Out of rubble, a flower grows,
Where the soldiers marched, a river flows,
I feel the promise in the breeze,
A quiet faith among the trees.
Out of rubble, a flower grows,
Where the soldiers marched, a river flows,
My spirit learns to sing again,
The light of life is my refrain.
