Lyrics of Guan Juying's the ideal world

See floating clouds flying with the sky

Thousands of miles a day

Looking for the ideal world

It's hard to see grass in the world

There is no life in the dust

Sea green space

Now everything has been polluted

The sea is polluted

There are fighters in that green space

The grass and leaves turn yellow in spring

People are noisy and people suffer

More sorrow

I wish I could fly high at any time

Thousands of miles a day

Looking for the ideal world

There are many fish on the river

The plain is green

Return to friendship and vitality

See floating clouds flying with the sky

Thousands of miles a day

Looking for the ideal world

It's rare to see grass in the world

There is no life in the dust

The sky is beginning to look

Not a bird

The suburbs are changing into the city

There's a TV and a phonograph

The trees in the mountains are gradually flattened

No butterfly, no bee

Flowers die

I wish I could fly high at any time

Thousands of miles a day

Looking for the ideal world

There are many fish on the river

The plain is green

Return to friendship and vitality

The sky is beginning to look

Not a bird

The suburbs are changing into the city

There's a TV and a phonograph

The trees in the mountains are gradually flattened

No butterfly, no bee

Flowers die

I wish I could fly high at any time

Thousands of miles a day

Looking for the ideal world

There are many fish on the river

The plain is green

Friendship and love