Lyrics of Zhuo Ma's Children's Songs

The blue sky holds white clouds, and the fluttering white clouds hold Hada. Miss Xiao, who is driving the sheep, comes from far away. Her name is Zhuo Ma. The water of the Yarlung Zangbo River dyed your hair black, and the wind of Mount Everest blew your cheeks red. ABBA's thick highland barley wine and grandma's fragrant butter tea, Zhuo Ma's big eyes are full of whispers.

The blue sky holds white clouds, and the fluttering white clouds hold Hada. Miss Xiao, who is driving the sheep, comes from far away. Her name is Zhuo Ma. The water of the Yarlung Zangbo River dyed your hair black, and the wind of Mount Everest blew your cheeks red. Colorful dreams in Zhuo Ma's heart, colorful clouds in Zhuo Ma's dream, and the beautiful belief that Tibet will always be your home.