Father once described the fragrance of grassland like this;
Let him never forget each other at the ends of the earth.
Mother always likes to describe the mighty river;
Running in my hometown on the remote Mongolian plateau.
Now I finally see this vast land;
Standing on the fragrant grassland, I burst into tears;
The river is singing the blessings of its ancestors;
Bless the wandering children and find their way home.
Ah! Father's grassland,
Ah! Mother river;
Although I can't say it in my mother tongue.
Please accept my sadness and my happiness;
I am also a child of the plateau!
There is a song in my heart;
There are father's grassland and mother's river in the song.
Ah! Father's grassland,
Ah! Mother river;
Although I can't say it in my mother tongue.
Please accept my sadness and my happiness;
I am also a child of the plateau!
There is a song in my heart;
There are father's grassland and mother's river in the song.
I am also a child of the plateau!
There is a song in my heart;
There are father's grassland and mother's river in the song.
mother river