Under the umbrella in the forest, you and I hold hands and walk under the umbrella

Bamboo hidden guest startled the crow, a sword flash

Into the sheath home, you smile brew spring stream grass tea

The son of a mountain - scale rain yuanyang tile, years of yi not accompanied by

Once young fresh clothes angry horse, cold sand war and slaughter

From outside the jade pavilion comes the sound of a bujia, over which you stay to take my care

My heart that a world, you sit smiling peach

There are really two ways in this world

Into the sheath home, you smile brew spring stream grass tea

The son of a mountain - scale rain yuanyang tile, years of yi not accompanied by

Once young fresh clothes angry horse, cold sand war and slaughter

From outside the jade pavilion comes the sound of a bujia, over which you stay to take my care

My heart that a world, you sit smiling peach

There are really two ways in this world

Once young fresh clothes angry horse, cold sand war and slaughter

From outside the jade pavilion comes the sound of a bujia, over which you stay to take my care

My heart that a world, you sit smiling peach

There are really two ways in this world

There are really two ways in this world