Brother, life is like a short trip.
The place I want to go is far away.
But brother, I'm not sure at all.
Why do the days pass in such a hurry?
I don't even have time to see the pride of grass.
Look closely at the pain of flowers and embrace the sadness of the moon.
You know how afraid I am of the sunset.
Fear of no light after sunset, fear of eternal night.
The night is like a long grass around my delicate feet.
Brother, I want you to talk to me all the time.
We can't sleep. You know the last thing I want.
The last thing I want is to be in that boundless darkness
Let go of each other's hands, how helpless.
Brother, you take me away, and then nothing.
You know the last thing I want, the last thing I want is to be in the boundless darkness.
Let go of each other's hands, how helpless.
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Brother, you are on the horizon, dreaming of summer nights.
In the moonlight, you can see the ancient willows by the Sanggan River and the stone benches under the trees.
Brother, you put your horse by the river yesterday.
The grass sings in the white horse's wide mouth.
But tonight, there is only the moon by the river.
There are only stars in Sanggan River, and there is no you by the river.
And no white horse.
Brother, I am driving the grass alone and growing by the river.
Take them to the horizon, to your new cabin by the Hulan River.
I hope sunshine and dew grow on every grass tip.
I sat on the dew and looked at you.
Look at my brother putting his horse by the river, and the grass is in the wide mouth of Baima.
Sing happily.