In February, in Sima Village
At six in the morning, still in dreams
Gently opening the old house door
Rushing into my arms
Is my faithful dog
And behind it
The sky is filled with stars
I pat its head, standing by the door
Gazing at the sky a while longer
I load my luggage in the trunk
I pat its head, standing by the door
Gazing at the sky a while longer
I keep its gaze close in my heart
As I leave the village
My dog chases the car for a while
I leave reluctantly, it can't keep up
I leave reluctantly, it can't keep up
It's always this way
In February, in Sima Village
At six in the morning, still in dreams
As I leave the village
My dog chases the car for a while
As I leave the village
My dog chases the car for a while
As I leave the village
My dog chases the car for a while
I leave reluctantly, it can't keep up
I leave reluctantly, it can't keep up
It's always this way
As I leave the village
My dog chases the car for a while
I leave reluctantly, it can't keep up
I leave reluctantly, it can't keep up
It's always this way