Crowd:
March partridges are swimming all over the mountains, April rivers are flowing everywhere,
The tea-picking girl is walking on the tea mountain, the tea song is flying to the head of the white clouds (yoho yoho yoho).
The hare in the grass crosses the slope,
The painted eyebrow in the tree leaves its nest,
The carp in the center of the river jumps out of the water, wanting to listen to the sister's song of tea picking (呦咦呦).
The tea picking sisters on the tea mountain le (on the tea mountain le), a layer of white clouds a layer of sky,
Mountains full of tea trees planted with their own hands, hard work in exchange for tea full of parks (yoehoehoehoehoehoehoehoehoehoehoehoehoehoehoehoehoehoehoe).
Spring tea picking tea buds yeah (tea buds yeah), fast while the time to pinch fine tea,
Wind blowing tea tree fragrance thousand miles, over the garden jasmine (Yoheeyo).
The girl who picks tea is busy at all times, picking tea in the morning and planting rice seedlings in the evening.
The girl who picks tea in the morning and planting rice seedlings in the evening accompanied by the moon (呦咦呦).
Liu Sanjie:
The tea is picked until the tea blossoms bloom,
All the mountains are white,
The bees forget to go back to their nests,
and the gods listen to the song and come down to the earth (yoe-hee-yoe).