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And you are the diligent ferryman
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Are you sprouting seeds
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But why does my heart flutter and not calm down
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Call you teacher with all our trust and love…
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Can I be more obedient and not playful
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Dust falls on the thin figure
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Falling down, making the teacher's hair grayer
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Falling in the sun, wind, and mist
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The moments of that day seem to come back
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The oars are white chalks
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The old school, the phoenix wings of the past, has
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The seeds of the teacher have sprouted so much
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The seeds that you nurture all year round
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The students have left, but you remain
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The teacher came to me with a gentle look
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This innocent childhood is endless
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When I threw the board across the ground
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Who doesn't remember enjoying the punishment
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I kept telling myself that it was chalk dust
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I still love those 10s
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Let us fold our arms and bow our heads again
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Love the teacher who scolds and punishes me to study and play
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Missing you, my teachers, missing you… to the point of being lost
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Now you are far away, my dear
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On the arduous road, it becomes fragile
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On the old school roof, the tiles are faded
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Teacher here, school here, tears keep flowing…
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Time, please stop and don't pass by
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The board, like us, also has a “soul”…
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The chalk dust covers the hair like clouds
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The chalk soul falls and shatters into pieces
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The dust of time keeps flying with the wind
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The dust of the world quickly fades and becomes bright
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The hair of the old person is also mixed with silver threads
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Who knows tomorrow will be ups and downs
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Who knows what tomorrow will be like
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Who knows what the future will be like
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Writing a few words with a happy smile
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