Where do the guests come from

Where do the guests come from - Yanchi

There is a secret in the wind

Yushan Scattered

Whispering in the flowers

Facing fog be without

Holding the temperature in my arms

With dew cold

Hold the ticket in your hand

Into the water Changed

Scattered stars

A lullaby for sleepless travelers

Soft land

Breathe the fragrance of green grass and move forward happily

A passer-by in my hometown

Returning from afar

The story I told accidentally

Do you believe

distance

Let me make a scene

The hometown that left quietly

In my hometown

Let me collect glory

Joking about the distance of life

A friend who leaves without saying goodbye

Passers by at first sight

Ask softly Where are the guests going

There is a secret in the wind

Yushan Scattered

Whispering in the flowers

Facing fog be without

Holding the temperature in my arms

With dew cold

Hold the ticket in your hand

Into the water Changed

If I ask myself

Where do the guests come from

Annihilated ideals

Explained love

If I ask myself customer

Where to come from

Believed by what is believed

The negation that is denied

The moon should be round and short

The sun is not afraid of rising and falling

To be worshipped

Suspected suspicion

Where do the guests come from

Where are the guests going

Turning around is the distance

The road ahead is also my hometown

In my hometown

distance

Let me make a scene

The hometown that left quietly

In my hometown

Let me collect glory

Joking about the distance of life

A friend who leaves without saying goodbye

Passers by at first sight

Ask softly Where are the guests going

distance

Let me make a scene

The hometown that left quietly

In my hometown

Let me collect glory

Joking about the distance of life

A friend who leaves without saying goodbye

Passers by at first sight

Ask softly Where are the guests going

Ask softly Where are the guests going