Lyrics of Camellia by Zhao Peng

Camellia you say his home is full of Camellia

Every spring and March, the countryside is like a picture

The girls in the village go up the mountain to pick tea, singing on the hillside

Seventeen, eighteen, whispering

Shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness

A flower he said you are beautiful like a flower

He hopes to get you back one day

Girls in the village will envy you like a flower

Seventeen, eighteen, whispering

Shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness

Girls in the village will envy you like a flower

Seventeen, eighteen, whispering

Shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness

A flower I hope you are as beautiful as a flower

I hope to go home with him one day

The village girl came out to welcome you as a flower

Seventeen, eighteen, whispering

Shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness shyness

I always dream of him in my dreams