rolling in the sea of my heart
there is a kind of voice
there is a kind of yearning
there is a kind of
there is a kind of dream
it makes my sky bluer
Gesanghua on the plateau
Do you reflect red grandma?
flying to my long-lost home
there is a longing
stirring in my heart
there is a yearning
giving me wings
there is a power
pushing me up
there is a spirit
making me look flying
singing on the plateau
. Turn into an eagle
and fly to Lhasa I yearn for
I would like to turn into an eagle
and fly to Lhasa I yearn for
Suo Ya La Liso
Suo Ya La Liso
Suo Ya La Liso
Suo Ya La Liso
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