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The train that went away was full of memories of youth- the green-skinned train

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The train that went away was full of memories of youth- the green-skinned train

Green-skinned train

Crowded crowds, noisy carriages, long journeys, or with dreams to study, run, or with the expectation of returning home, return, green-skinned trains carry too many people's dreams, but also witness too many people's joys and sorrows. The "Green Train" created by Teacher Keming tells the story of the green-skinned train with simple language and lyrical melody, which may be a microcosm of countless "prairie trains" and make countless people have strong resonance.

The train that went away was full of memories of youth- the green-skinned train

The train that goes away

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Green Train – Hunter Combo

Lyricist: Keming

Composer: Keming

The green-skinned train, roaring through

Through the mountains and forests, through the villages

I sat alone in the car

Go find the song of youth that once was

Green-skinned train, driving into the tunnel

The tunnel is dark and has no end

Suddenly everything is back in the past

Distant past events brought me to tears

I seem to see you young

Next to you sits the young me

There is a birch forest in the wilderness

Beautiful you pass by from here

The girl's figure was like a birch

The long braids are like a small river

I'm afraid of this green-skinned train

Afraid of wheels separating you from me

I want to confess the love in my heart

The confused future holds me back

I want to jump into the river of years

Go find the young you and me

This is not yesterday's green-skinned train

This is the time train of my life

Time train, time train

My dear green-skinned train

The green-skinned train is about to enter the station

The conductor looked at you and me

Take all your wealth out of your body

I don't want to get off the bus to make up a ticket

The green-skinned train started again

It's just you and me in the carriage

The train makes a whistle sound

Rush towards the past

How amazing the view from the window

Hands clasped tightly under the table

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