Lyrics of Cui Ping's "the sound of birds and the fragrance of flowers"

She is shy of the flowers on the mountain

The flowers on the mountain are as beautiful as rosy clouds

Sister, she is like a flower on the mountain

Sweet little mouth

Charming face she looks like a picture

Brother, I think about her every night

The bird at the foot of the mountain chirps

The bird at the foot of the mountain talks about love

Brother, I want to pick a flower from the mountain

All the young men in the mountains are married

The neighbors' little sisters are all monks

Sister, please marry me quickly

Tomorrow I'll lead that lovely pony

Will you take your dowry tomorrow

Come home with me tomorrow

At home, with your flower

I have your painting at home

My brother is not concerned about this life

She is shy of the flowers on the mountain

The flowers on the mountain are as beautiful as rosy clouds

Sister, she is like a flower on the mountain

Sweet little mouth

Charming face she looks like a picture

Brother, I think about her every night

The bird at the foot of the mountain chirps

The bird at the foot of the mountain talks about love

Brother, I want to pick a flower from the mountain

All the young men in the mountains are married

The neighbors' little sisters are all monks

Sister, please marry me quickly

Tomorrow I'll lead that lovely pony

Will you take your dowry tomorrow

Come home with me tomorrow

At home, with your flower

I have your painting at home

My brother is not concerned about this life

Tomorrow I'll lead that lovely pony

Will you take your dowry tomorrow

Come home with me tomorrow

At home, with your flower

I have your painting at home

My brother is not concerned about this life

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