Please sing a song for me Use that old, forgotten language Please use that beautiful vibrato that calls for The great and good rivers and mountains in my heart
It only has the fragrance of the Great Wall Who said the tone of the song was too sad? If you do not want to hear it, it's because The song does not have your desire.
And we always have to sing and sing again Think of grasslands, thousands of miles flashing golden light. Think of the wind, whistling over the desert, Think of the Yellow River's shore next to the Yin.
Heroes stoutly ride stallions, Riding the stallions, proudly returning to hometown.
And we always have to sing and sing again Think of grasslands, thousands of miles flashing golden light. Think of the wind, whistling over the desert, Think of the Yellow River's shore next to the Yin.
Heroes stoutly ride stallions, Riding the stallions, proudly returning to hometown. Heroes stoutly ride stallions, Riding the stallions, proudly returning to hometown.
And we always have to sing and sing again Think of grasslands, thousands of miles flashing golden light. Think of the wind, whistling over the desert, Think of the Yellow River's shore next to the Yin.
Heroes stoutly ride stallions, Riding the stallions, proudly returning to hometown. Heroes stoutly ride stallions, Riding the stallions, proudly returning to hometown. Heroes stoutly ride stallions, Riding the stallions, proudly returning to hometown.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
