Ge Sang, flowers are blooming in the snow lotus white, praying for happiness, pilgrimage to heaven, hope of ancestors, dew of life.
Hey, Lasso. . . . . . .
Spread your wings and fly me, dreaming of a paradise in the center of an ancient holy land, shining like snow in all directions.
Hey, Lasso. . . . . . .
For whom did Gesang flower bloom for thousands of years? The ancient true love blooms happily, and the snow-capped mountains are surging.
Who does Xuelian cherish the spread of the world for? If you understand and be brave, her heart seems to speak out.
Spread your wings and fly me, dreaming of a paradise in the center of an ancient holy land, shining like snow in all directions.
For whom did Gesang flower bloom for thousands of years? The ancient true love blooms happily, and the snow-capped mountains are surging.
Who does Xuelian cherish the spread of the world for? If you understand and be brave, her heart seems to speak out.
Ge Sang, flowers are blooming in the snow lotus white, praying for happiness, pilgrimage to heaven, hope of ancestors, dew of life.