Water, water from the sky, makes everything desolate.
Under the same gray sky, on the same bank of the Yellow River.
So many people gathered, so many people.
The erected arms are like rows of masts.
There are waves in my eyes.
They are drifting away with a hundred years of pain.
Looking for the mystery of the origin trampled by wild horses and covered by mountain flowers
The ancient hills can no longer see the sun, only the vast white snow.
This is an anemic night, accompanied by a piercing ballad.
Why are there so many rootless souls wandering around?
In order to find the eternal hometown in my dream
Why do you scream again and again?
Disappeared in the vast wilderness again and again.
Why is the intoxicating dawn
Didn't greet the midday sun.
Why? Why? Why on earth?
The longest sigh shoots at the distant coast.
The initial protest continues to this day.
Where is the ark of the ferry?
What have we gained and lost here?
That old legend still haunts everyone's dreams.
Longing for the wind to blow
Blow open all the confused eyes
Longing for a brand-new voice
Wake up all the silent hearts
Let's go and stop looking for yesterday's scars.
Let's chase the rhythm of the sea and rush to the sacred blue.
Come on, please drink to the thickest, darkest and most bitter night.
Smile and see us off for our tragic expedition tomorrow.
I know all the shouts are unanswered.
But I still raise my hand to heaven
To all souls forced to wander.
Call affectionately
Let's go together, with the heart of mutual discovery, use it as a fire and use it as a lamp.
Let's go together, whether the sun is like a poisonous arrow or the ground is like an abyss.
Let's go together, whether the moonlight is like stagnant water or the sea is like a quagmire.
Let's go together, with or without songs and greetings.
Let's go together. Let's go together.
Go blue.
Here we come
The drums of the conference came from a distance.
Here we come
Love and hate in the past have become eternal.
Here we come
To stop the helpless silence
To find endless blue sounds.
Ah, the blue waves are rough
Five thousand years of sadness was shattered in an instant.
Countless blue fingers raised.
Draw countless pale full stops to history
Countless generations of pain
Indulge in the blue abyss
Wandering national soul
Finally found the rooted soil in the blue.
White hair begins a new turning point.
The sun on the yellow earth is ancient.
The new sun here will be full of blood.
Brilliant birth
Look, the future shines in the sky.
We are heading for the blue America.
Just like a lighthouse doesn't land on a reef.
Stand proudly before dawn
Give me your hand.
Let's go together.
Deweilan