Mongolian yurts are like flying geese.
Le Che Le drives the sun to wander on the horizon.
Aobao beautiful myth guards grassland.
Ah! My Blue Mongolian Plateau
You gave me hope.
Since ancient times.
You are an eternal belief.
Please give my regards to you.
Leave my blessing to you.
Gently take away the long lines of memory.
The drifting white clouds aroused my attachment.
Hometown faces often appear in dreams.
Grandma's kind figure seems to be just around the corner.
Ah! My Blue Mongolian Plateau
You gave me hope.
Since ancient times.
You are an eternal belief.
Please give my regards to you.
Leave my blessing to you.
You are an eternal belief.
Please give my regards to you.
Leave my blessing to you.
Leave my blessing to you.