Dry it, this cup
We are not brothers
Better than brothers
Thousands of words can’t express it
Why bother nagging
Pushing and blocking
One drink after another
Is he really a drunkard?
A drunkard and a greedy drinker
But between the eyebrows
There is a word of pride
It is ready to come out
No one can be deceived
So, you You can
Show your salary
Why bother
your identity
If you think it is inconsistent with your identity
You can raise a glass
The person who drinks with you has already regarded you as a brother
Otherwise, he will not
Try your best to straighten your crooked footsteps
but also pronounce every word correctly
What's the point? !
If you can’t figure it out
I can tell you
We are all children of the people
We should be connected heart to heart< /p>
Fate follows fate, no big deal
If you have the intention
Let’s join hands
Put the people high in God’s position
Worship morning and evening
But you
always raise a glass to me
Thinking that I am just a drunkard
No Treat me
as your brother
Or even think
that I have enslaved your arrogance
without really treating you
p>
Treat him as his brother
Even forget
Your salary
is ridiculously higher than mine!