Liping Square Dance Twenty Years Later

The lyrics of "Twenty years later we will meet again" are from the background song of Yang Liping Square Dance "Young Friends Come to Meet", now I upload this dance song to share with you.

Song: "Young Friends Come to Meet"

Lyrics:

Young friends come to meet today

Swinging up the boat, the warm wind gently blowing

Flowers and birds singing

Spring light is intoxicating

Songs of joy and laughter flying around the colorful clouds

Ah, my dear friends, to whom does this wonderful spring belong

It belongs to me. p>

It belongs to me, it belongs to you, it belongs to us, the new generation of the eighties

We'll meet again in twenty years

How beautiful the great motherland is

The sky is new, the earth is new

Springtime is even more beautiful

The city and the countryside are brightening up

Ah, my dear friends

Who is going to be the one who creates the miracle

It is me, it is me, it is me!

It's up to me, it's up to you, it's up to us, the new generation of the 1980s

I hope we'll meet again at that time

Here's to the heroes

Who's to glory

How much have you sweated for the motherland and for the fourfold transformation of the country

Looking back, do you have any shame in your heart

Ah, my dear friends, let's raise our cups in the last place

Pulling up our chests to get away from the beauty of the world

We are the first ones to do so, but we have to do it in the last time.

Glory belongs to the new generation of the eighties

We will meet again in twenty years

Look at how beautiful the great motherland is

The sky is new and the earth is new

Springtime is brighter

The cities and villages are brighter

Ah, my dear friends

Who do you want to create the miracle of the world

You want to create the miracle of the eighties

I want to create the miracle of the eighties

I want to create the miracle of the eighties

I want to make the miracle of the eighties. I'm counting on you, the new generation of the 1980s

I hope we'll meet again at that time

To whom does glory belong when we raise a glass to the heroes

How much have we sweated for the motherland and for the fourfold transformation of the country

When we look back on the past, do we have a guilty conscience

Ah, my dear friends, I wish that we would raise our glasses in the last days

To stand up our chests to get away from the beauty of the world

Gloriousness belongs to the new generation of the 1980s