Singing: Cha Cha, Fan Tongzhou
The breeze is calling.
The mountains are red and the sky is blue.
The fruit hangs on the branch.
I heard whispers.
Red mountains and mountains.
The river meanders and gurgles.
Waves of songs floated around.
Indulge in your side again and again
Mountains are red, and autumn is red.
Autumn is red, and wishes are red.
Red wishes are red smiling faces.
Red smiling faces follow.
Mountains are red, and autumn is red.
Autumn is red and homesickness is red.
Red homesickness is red.
Year red.
Red mountains and mountains.
The river meanders and gurgles.
Waves of songs floated around.
Indulge in your side again and again
Mountains are red, and autumn is red.
Autumn is red, and wishes are red.
Red wishes are red smiling faces.
Red smiling faces follow.
Mountains are red, and autumn is red.
Autumn is red and homesickness is red.
Red homesickness is red.
Year red.
Mountains are red, and autumn is red.
Autumn is red, and wishes are red.
Red wishes are red smiling faces.
Red smiling faces follow.
Mountains are red, and autumn is red.
Autumn is red and homesickness is red.
Red homesickness is red.
Year red.
Year red.